#or why you guys specifically care more about two men being in a relationship over the canon aromantic-ness of one of those men

[theswirlersisterscircus]

just looked at the d20 ao3 tag for the first time since fhsy was coming out and i was curious so i sorted by kudos and. why is the first page of fics almost entirely riz/fabian. guys. huh.

#nick knacks #not gonna maintag out of respect but huh?????? guys please #lets all sit together and have a chat about what we think about aromantic people #because. yeah there's nuance when it comes to the discussion of aro ppl being in relationships #this is a fictional character who in the text does not want a relationship and has been comfimed aroace #why are we still seriously shipping them. guys. guys come back lets talk about how to respect an aro character #and no hate to those people im just. i would love to know how you feel about other confirmed aromantic characters #or why you guys specifically care more about two men being in a relationship over the canon aromantic-ness of one of those men #anyways. who said that. #vent #<- i guess mostly just so ppl who have that blocked dont have to see this lmao

[commsroom]

as an extension of how hera reads as trans to me, hera/eiffel resonates with me specifically as a relationship between a trans woman and a cis man. loving hera requires eiffel to decentralize his own perspective in a way that ties into both his overall character arc and the themes of the show.

pop culture is baked into the dna of wolf 359, into eiffel’s worldview, and in how it builds off of a sci-fi savvy audience’s assumptions: common character types, plot beats, or dynamics, why would a real person behave this way? how would a real person react to that? eiffel is the “everyman” who assumes himself to be the default. hera is the “AI who is more human than a lot of humans,” but it doesn’t feel patronizing because it isn’t a learned or moral quality; she is a fundamentally human person who is routinely dehumanized and internalizes that.

eiffel/hera as a romance is compelling to me because there is a narrative precedent for some guy/AI or robot woman relationships in a way i think mirrors some attitudes about trans women: it’s a male power fantasy about a subclass of women, or it’s a cautionary tale, or it’s a deconstruction of a power fantasy that criticizes the way men treat women as subservient, as property. but what does that pop culture landscape mean in the context of desire? If you are a regular person, attracted to a regular person, who really does care for you and wants to do right by you, but is deeply saturated in these expectations? how do you navigate that?

I think that, in itself, is an aspect of communication worth exploring. sometimes you won’t get it. sometimes you can’t. and that’s not irreconcilable, either. it’s something wolf 359 is keenly aware of, and, crucially, always sides with hera on. eiffel screws up. he says insensitive things without meaning to. often, hera will call him out on it, and he will defer to her. in the one case where he notably doesn’t, the show calls attention to it and makes him reflect. it’s not a coincidence that the opening of shut up and listen has eiffel being particularly dismissive of hera - the microaggression of separating her from “men and women” and the insistence on using his preferred title over hers. there are things eiffel has just never considered before, and caring for hera the way he does means he has to consider them. he's never met someone like hera, but media has given him a lot of preconceptions about what people like her might be like.

there’s a whole other discussion to be had about the gender dynamics of wolf 359, even in the ways the show tries to avoid directly addressing them, and how sexual autonomy in particular can’t fully be disentangled from explorations of AI women. i don’t think eiffel fully recognizes what comments like “wind-up girl” imply, and the show is not prepared to reconcile with it, but it’s interesting to me. in the context of transness (and also considering hera’s disability, two things i think need to be discussed together), i think it’s worth discussing how hera’s self image is at odds with the way people perceive her, her disconnect from physicality, how she can’t be touched by conventional means, and the ways in which eiffel and hera manage to bridge that gap.

even the desire for embodiment, and the autonomy and type of intimacy that comes with it, means something different when it’s something she has to fight for, to acquire, to become accustomed to, rather than a circumstance of her birth. i suppose the reason i don’t care for half measures in discussions re: hera and embodiment is also because, to me, it is in many ways symbolically a discussion about medical transition, and the social fear of what’s “lost” in transition, whether or not those things were even desired in the first place.

hera’s relationship with eiffel is unquestionably the most supportive and equal one she has, but there are still privileges, freedoms, and abilities he has that she doesn’t, and he forgets that sometimes. he will never share her experiences, but he can choose to defer to her, to unlearn his pop culture biases and instead recognize the real person in front of him, and to use his own privilege as a shield to advocate for her. the point, to me - what’s meaningful about it - is that love isn’t about inherent understanding, it’s about willingness to listen, and to communicate. and that’s very much at the heart of the show.

#wolf 359 #w359 #doug eiffel #hera wolf 359 #hera w359 #eiffera #i still have a lot more to say about this honestly. but i hope this makes sense as an overview of my perspective. #with the caveat that i understand how personal trans headcanons are and whatever brings you comfort in that regard. i think is wonderful #but to me eiffel is one of the most cis men imaginable. and that's a big part of what he means to me in this context. #when i said some of this to beth @hephaestuscrew the other day they said. minkowski missteps in talking to hera based on #a real world assumption about AIs while eiffel missteps based on pop culture assumptions. and i think that's a meaningful distinction and #is something that resonates with me in this context as well

[issdisgrace]

THE START OF BILLY HARGROVE AND HIS METAL HEAD BF RELATIONSHIP

WARNINGS: Use of the word fag, nothing else​

A/N: There will be a part 2 in the future eventually.​

You and Billy officially met when you two were paired together for a History project. Both of you hated the idea of having to work with each other because why wouldn’t you.

You two were complete opposites. You were a 6’2 metal head that wore corpse paint, band tees, and arguably way to many rings. While Billy was a 5’10 blonde hair blue eyed fuck boy that drove a loud ass car.

So it was no surprise that you both asked the teacher if there was anyway to get a different partner.

Unfortunately or rather fortunately the two of you couldn’t get out of doing the project together. While neither of you really cared all that much for your grades you both needed to pass the class and the project would count as 50% of your grade. So you both had to do it whether you liked it or not.

Anyway you begrudgingly both shared your information with one another and planned to meet up at your place that Friday to work on the project together.

Eventually Friday rolled around and Billy showed up late as always in his blue 1979 Chevrolet Camaro.

To say Billy didn’t want to be there was an understatement. Fortunately for him you had all the information the two of you would need to put together the project.

So things went smoothly and you two talked back and forth as you worked getting to know each other.

Which was when you both found out that you shared a genuine love of cars. This definitely helped your guys acquaintanceship and made the project go by quicker.

Anyway in the end the project only took you guys 3 hours which was less than what you both expected it to take. After you guys finished Billy left your place and that Monday you guys presented to the class before you both went back to strangers.

You two stayed strangers again for 2 months until Billy had a problem with his Camaro and didn’t want someone he didn’t know touching his baby so instead of taking it to a mechanic and knowing you worked on cars, he showed up at your house asking for you to look at.

You were of course surprised by this visit and even more surprised when he asked you to take a look at his Camaro. You of course agreed and took a look. It ended up being something real easy to fix so you.

So you took off your rings and handed them to Billy for safe keeping. As you bent over the Camaro fixing the problem.

Billy quietly watched you from the side as you worked on the Camaro. He took note of everything about you from your height and build to your clothes and corpse paint.

As he watched you he felt something grow in his chest. Something all too familiar. Something that he frankly hated. Something he wished to ignore specifically being in this shit hole of a town.

This town wasn’t all to found of people like him. People that liked same gender. But Billy would never call himself a fag sure he liked men but he also liked women. He had no clue what he was but he knew he liked you.

Maybe it was the fact you were so openly yourself and didn’t care what others thought of you or maybe was it the way you held yourself and talked. Who knows because Billy certainly didn’t.

As you were finish up Billy realized he needed to pay you for your work somehow. He wondered if you were gay and would go out on a date with him as payment.

“You’re all set. Your baby should be working at 100% again.”

“Thanks……Um would you maybe want to go out on a date with me. It’s all on me, I just want to um pay you back for your work.”

“Sure that’s fine with me. I’m free this Saturday if that good with you.”

“Yeah that works for me.”

“Well it’s a date then.”

#billy hargove #stranger things #billy hargrove x male reader #stranger things x male reader #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things x reader

[knightsickness]

what do you think about how corlys and rhaenyra were adapted bc i haven’t heard any takes on them outside of incessant team discourse

(anon amended to rhaenys in a follow up) i like the decision to have corlys ride really hard for rhaenys’ inheritance over viserys and it being ambiguous as to exactly how self-serving this is thats fun. like he does love rhaenys a lot but theres this Other element of him as a guy who is intensely ambitious specifically for proximity to the iron throne. would have preferred them to keep him significantly older than her esp w this dynamic between them i think his seniority is interesting though i see why they didn’t. his willingness to overlook the strong boys parentage to have his name on the throne even if he knows they aren’t blood is soo something esp bc hes patently wrong abt history remembering names not blood EVERYONE remembers whose blood the kids were its a great historical joke. self centred proud and ambitious hes kind of classic targ i love his early rivalry w otto and wish they’d done more w the idea hes this intensely worldly strategic genius. i probably will not be watching his spinoff if they do one tbh i think pure hbo projects in the got world are doomed to fail but lovee steve toussaint in the role

rhaenys clearly conceived for the show as a proto-feminist mentor-type which i do have some problems w i think she jumps between that and extremely jaded and defeated by how a patriarchal society has fucked her over and instead of feeling like shes supposed to be both of these all the time they tend to feel like two different hats. she puts herself forwards and is publicly rejected in front of the eyes of the entire realm and that takes a political and psychological toll. in ep2 when she remarks to rhaenyra abt men putting the realm to the torch before theyd submit to a woman thats not said w intent to change it its put as an immutable fact of life w almost vindictive pleasure. just you wait. she seems for the most part exhausted by the idea of throwing herself back into politics shes relegated to a sort of eyerolling commentator while ambitious corlys tries to gently cajole her back into caring about her claim for what shes fully aware are partly his own ends. what anchors her as a member of the family and as a successful woman in society is her kids laenor and laena are both sweet and attractive and make great matches and shes very close with them both and then theyre both killed practically overnight. then corlys is dying possibly dead and even though shes literally in kl for the succession conversation she ISN’T invited to the viserys last supper before he dies shes the only other family he has and no one even considers inviting her. rhaenys loses everythingg while being basically ignored and then both teams immediately jump at the chance to have her blessing for the optics. and all this is really solid interesting rhaenys stuff and then occasionally they have her wear a modern feminist talking point mouthpiece hat and scorn alicent for not girlbossing her way to the top of the patriarchy when rhaenys herself is INTIMATELY aware that isn’t doable. i love rhaenys i hope they do rooks rest well and i really hope they explore her extremely mixed relationship w daemon and rhaenyra. need more team black infighting theyre playing dysfunction catchup

#asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #hotd #house of the dragon #rhaenys targaryen #corlys velaryon

[cillianmurphyfckme]

↳ ❝ [ignacio ‘nacho’ varga x f! reader ] ¡! ❞

✧. ┊    fluff/angst ; i love nacho sm ; headcanons

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ PART ONE: falling in love

.ೃ࿐ you met nacho at your favourite restaurant ‘los pollos hermanos’. your friend set you up for a date, because she thought that you needed a boyfriend (she doesn’t care that he was a random guy from a gas station) she just wanted you to be happy, because all of your relationships were toxic and you were tired of being used by everyone. you didn’t want to go to this date, you just wanted to stay in your bed and watch some stupid movies. but your friend was so dear to you, so you decided to go on this dumb date.

.ೃ࿐ the date was horrible; the man was a total creep and jerk, and you felt anxious. but you had a rescue, and your hero was nacho. he was sitting at the restaurant with lalo, because he needed to do some business with the owner. he saw how uncomfortable you were, and he couldn’t stand this man, his attitude, or how he spoke to you. varga has respect for women, so he couldn’t just ignore this situation, because he would have remorse.

.ೃ࿐ after nacho told this guy ‘nicely’ to leave you alone, you felt how your muscles relaxed. you were glad that someone in this world actually cared about others, because you knew that you alone would never win with this creep. you thanked your ‘hero’ and introduced yourself, as he does the same thing. you were intrigued by his person and mostly his look, and because you had never met that attractive man, you knew that you would want to try to have something with him.

.ೃ࿐ it's been a few days since nacho gave you his phone number; you received a message from him asking if you wanted to come over to his house and probably get to know each other better. you agreed to this invitation, and you wondered if he was finally the right person to be with. maybe you have been kind of weird, but you cannot stop thinking about him. you didn’t know why; maybe you were just naive, and he is going to be another person who breaks your heart? maybe. but at this moment, you didn’t care about it.

.ೃ࿐ the little ‘date’ at his house was incredible; you couldn’t remember when you laughed as much as with him. you two were just talking about life. nacho was a great listener, and he preferred to listen to you talk about yourself, because he thought that you were more interesting than him. he was a charming but also very intelligent man, and you were glad, that he was interested in you. all your life, you have met dumb men, but somehow you were falling in love with them (even if they didn’t love you back), or maybe you never had been truly in love; it was the question you asked yourself for years.

.ೃ࿐ this fantastic date was only the beginning. you started to hang out with ignacio more and more, and your feelings for him started growing stronger. you admire everything about him, even the little things like how his nose wrinkles while he is smiling. you were in love with his smile. he admired you as well; he loved how innocent you were, and even if you were hurt by every person in your life, you still were positive, and he loved that energy.

.ೃ࿐ nacho was confused by how easily you gained his trust; of course, you didn’t know about his specific business, because he wanted to keep you safe. but he felt comfortable with you, like he could finally be himself without being judged. he never felt that with anyone; even if he had his ‘girlfriends’ it just wasn’t the same. he doesn’t need to have sex with you to want to spend time with you. to be honest, he was happy just watching you sleep on his lap or hearing how you laughed at your own jokes.

.ೃ࿐ after almost two months of your relationship, you decided to confess your feelings to nacho. you were sure, that you wanted a serious relationship with him. you also wanted ignacio to know that he was your safe place, even if you had known him for only a few months. your confession wasn’t super creative; you just kissed him, praying that he would kiss you back (of course he kissed you back; he wanted to do this a long time ago). you & nacho could never have been happier.

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ PART TWO: ‘betray’

.ೃ࿐ your relationship with ignacio was a dream come true. he was the first man in your life to treat you like a princess, and it was nice to finally have someone you deserved. he remembers every single thing about you, even the smallest ones. you knew that you were truly in love with him; only when you were with him your eyes have this beautiful sparkle. and you knew that nacho felt the same way; he just wasn’t this kind of person who would say that he loved you every second; his actions were enough for you.

.ೃ࿐ but even in paradise, there could be troubles. it was unexpected, because you thought that you could finally be happy. but the universe has another plan for your happiness. you hadn't seen nacho for a long time, and you needed to spend time with him, but you wanted to surprise him, so you didn’t send him a message that you were coming over. you knew where his house was, because it was the place where your first date happened. with a smile on your face, you knocked on the door and waited for nacho to open, but you didn’t see a nacho. you saw a brunette girl with only a t-shirt on her; she looked like she just woke up.

“oh, who are you? where is nacho?” you asked with a shaky voice.

“i’m nacho’s girlfriend, but he isn’t at home right now. and you are?” you felt a pain in your chest, but you forced a smile anyway.

“i’m no one important; say hi to ignacio” you said, and you went back to your car. when you was sitting in your car, you just broke down into tears. you cannot believe how he was lying to you.

.ೃ࿐ when nacho came back to his house and gave jo & amber weed, he headed up to his bedroom. all he needed at this moment was to hear your voice. he had been stressed all week, and you were his therapy. but you didn’t answer any of his calls. he got back to the living room, overthinking why you don’t send him any messages; he would be happy with even the stupid ones. he looked up at amber who was calling his name to wake him up from a trance.

“some weird girl was here; she was asking for you” nacho knows immediately that she meant you, but if you were at his house, you could just text him.

“and what did you tell her?” ignacio started to feel anxious about this situation, he knew about your trust issues and everything. he just hoped that amber didn’t say something inappropriate.

“i told her that i’m your girlfriend, and she said to say hi from her” amber shrugged her shoulders and puffed on her joint. nacho’s face started to be pale. he wanted to kill amber for these words; they weren’t even a real couple. now he knew that he had messed up.

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ PART THREE: happy again.

.ೃ࿐ it was a few weeks after your meeting with amber. you were heartbroken. you cannot understand why every single person you felt safe with needs to hurt you. you thought that nacho was your soulmate, but you were just his casual, that was what you were thinking. but nacho loved you, even if he didn’t say it out loud. he needed you. the weeks without you, were a nightmare. he couldn’t focus on work, he wasn’t happy at all. lalo saw the change in nacho’s behavior, but he didn’t comment on it, even if he wanted to; they were here to work, not exactly to complain about privacy problems.

.ೃ࿐ nacho couldn’t just sit there and act like nothing happened; he needed to explain himself and tell you about everything he was hiding from you. he doesn’t expect that you would forgive him; you would be his only love anyway. he also wanted to see you; he missed your laugh and smile; he missed everything about you. so after work, he heads over to your house.

.ೃ࿐ when you saw nacho, for a few seconds, you just stared at him. were you mad at him? definitely. but did you miss him? so bad. and that was a reason why you hugged him and put your head on his chest; you didn’t even notice that tears started to fall down on your cheeks, wetting nacho’s shirt. he hugged you back, kissing the top of your head.

.ೃ࿐ after you sat on your couch, you didn’t say anything; you were just listening to ignacio’s stories. about who is amber for him, what is his real job (because suddenly he wasn’t working with his dad) you appreciate that he was honest this time. you weren’t scared of his job, because you knew his real side — this side that he was showing only in front of you. after hearing all of his explanations, you were no longer mad or sad. you loved this man, and you were happy, that he wanted to fight for your relationship.

.ೃ࿐ all you said to him was ‘thank you’. the rest of the night you spent making up every second you didn’t spend with ignacio. you were happy that everything was finally alright and that you could be happy again, with the only man you wanted in your life. with nacho.

.ೃ࿐

“i love you, cariño, only you” ignacio said, kissing your temple.

“i love you ignacio”

the end.

thank you for attention! i hope you liked this headcanons, it was so fun to write this!

#better call saul #breaking bad #nacho varga #ignacio nacho varga #ignacio varga #lalo salamanca #howard hamlin #bcs art #better call saul imagine #imagine #saul goodman #jesse pinkman #fluff #angst #headcanon #x female reader #ignacio varga x reader #breaking bad imagine

[diejager]

Ok. I gotta ramble ‘bout that Father chapter you posted. This is like, my version of the scenario ☺️❤️

Say that Mom and Dad broke it off, but stayed on good terms regardless. Sometimes, you stay over at the other parent’s, and things are fine. You just get two extra houses to stay in, and twice the Christmas gifts.

Would’a been nice. . . if your stepdad and his bestie weren’t such freaks. The only gifts you deserved was a good, dicking down— or at least, that’s what König said. Now, your dad was a pretty okay guy. To describe him, he’s quite tall, broad, had a little bit of gut that kid you always pinched to get a rise out of your old man. Mom greeted him like an old friend, which made you wonder the real reason they game over’d their marriage. Did I mention your dad’s also in the police force? No? Well, there you have it. With that said, he’s already suspicious of König and Horangi. You’ve actually told him about them over the phone, but didn’t have the heart to tell them they’ve been abusing your body for who-knows how long. “So, you’re. . .” Dad’s voice trailed off as König nodded politely, “Yes, sir. I’m her stepfather. Kim’s my friend.”

To put it short, Dad sticks with you. A parent’s premonition is always right, he says, and tries to make up for the lost time, even going out to the local mall for a dad-and-child hangout day. König and Horangi were fuming.

Only THEY could make you happy! This shit ain’t fair. So when they watch you lay your head on Dad’s lap, asleep while watching a film in the living room on the couch, König thinks about swiping you away, and pounding the living life out of you for punishment with Horangi.

But Dad’ll know, and if he does, he’ll tell Mom, and if he tells Mom, then none of them can have you forever.

So they do what comes natural— wait until Dad leaves the home, kisses your head goodbye. “Call me if you need me. Or my help from them. . .” he murmured the last part as he eyed the two larger men with suspicion.

Dad didn’t like them. Mom was oblivious, though, and as he left, driving away in his car, things will go back to being the same.

(Unless you made up an elaborate plan to fake your death, run awy to the state Dad’s living in, and live your life. Or I’m being very specific.)

That’s not far from what I had in mind! Your mom and dad were more friends than they were lovers, and while you don’t have that close of a relationship with him, you still think of him fondly from your childhood. He probably used to live close by since he worked in the same city, but he got a better offer with a promotion in another city and moved there. That’s why he doesn’t visit as often as he used to, but he puts in an effort to come by once in a while.

But parental intuition does make him suspicious of König and Horangi, even if they act proper, a good and caring step-father and friend. Your father knew, even without you telling him, it’s something he learned with his work.

[gavfleetout]

I will never shut up about this, but I cannot for the life of me understand why Ezra did not join Thrawn, or why they didn’t have thrawn not just be on a random planet, but command it. Or even if not that why they didn’t do literally anything other than what they did for the latter half of ahsoka s1.

My main issue is they had almost nothing happen to these characters for 10 years beside growing a beard and getting leveled up. I have specific changes I would make, but that’s the crux of it.

Thrawn is afaptable, and I believe if he was stranded on a forbidden land, he would secure the situation and make sure things were safe, and plot a course back home. Only Thrawn and his men had TEN YEARS on this planet. Thats a lot of time to just be chilling in your start destroyer. It feels like it’s more in character for Thrawn, who plans for every contingency, to amass and expand his forces. Recruit warlords and organize the planet in a way where he has more control over the situation, and more allies and resources to draw upon. He can still be looking for a way home, but after all this time, you can’t tell me he wasn’t trying to make sure that if return was truly impossible, he would still have his backup plan ready.

That brings me to Ezra. Ezra, at his core, is all about protecting people. He is full of compassion. So why do I think he would willing side with Thrawn? Because while Thrawn is not overly considerate of preserving lives, he is not wasteful with them either. And considering the planet they arrived in was so lawless, I can see a version of events where Thrawn convinces Ezra (who quite literally has no other options and probably expected to die after s4 let’s be real) that if they bring order and justice, different from the empire’s version of it, they can truly help the people of the planet. Even the Victorian snail guys.

But why would Ezra believe this? He’s seen Thrawn’s destruction first hand. Except that was when Thrawn worked for the empire. And Thrawn doesn’t care about the empire per se, he cares about ensuring a safe galaxy for his own people, the Chiss, who are not involved in galactic affairs or even known by most of the galaxy. I feel like if Thrawn made a concerted effort to empathize in order to win a desperate, victorious Ezra over, he could. And I think Ezra’s own want for justice and control and his own past temptation to the dark side would make the offer seem more appealing. HOWEVER I believe that Ezra would do his best to ensure a morality so applied to their new planet’s mini empire. He would do his best to limit thrawns abuses and probably look out for farmers and the little guys especially.

Thrawn would look out and see world that needs to be corralled and materials to be used, Ezra would look out and see a world suffering, and I think the two could make their efforts align.

But why do I think this is better? While I don’t know if it is better, it is more complex. 10 years change a person, and I don’t think Ezra would be the same after all those years when the only remnant of his home are the imperial forces. (Not that every character should be gritty and dark after a time skip, that’s stupid) I don’t think this change contradicts his character, and only adds to the dissonance when he and Sabine reconnect. To her, him joining Thrawn is a betrayal of their entire space family. But to Ezra, in that situation, it could have been the most Ezra thing to do. I also wish they’d expanded on Ezra and Thrawn relationships more, because Ezra being one of the few people to ever defeat Thrawn so utterly is an accomplishment, and I think Thrawn would value him as an ally and not just let him wander off with the snail men.

So yeah, I think having neither Ezra nor Thrawn having done or changed in any primary way over the span of 10 years is dumb and they should have had them be doing something. Preferably something angst and character drama building. Like they didn’t have to go tHis route, but they could have done something more interesting. Like cmon, you telling me Ezra just letting people get attacked by bandits and Thrawn hasn’t organized this misshapen planet into an efficient system?

#fix it fic #kinda #thanks for coming to my ted talk #star wars ahsoka #ezra bridger #thrawn #star wars

[regretsofalifeandlovelost]

Male circumcision questions answered.

I get asked all the time about why I arrived at my love of circumcised penis'. You could read the entire back catalog of blog posts and see. However, I wanted to draw it out into a specific post.

I grew up in a family where circumcision was normal, that was the first type of penis that I saw, and that was normal for me. It was not until I did my nursing degree that I started being exposed to uncircumcised men. I wasn't sexually active until I was in my early 20's, so I had no direct experience sexually.

I was so self-conscious that I never self-satisfied myself, i.e., I never even masturbated. My boyfriends were both circumcised; I loved the look, and sucking them off was something that I loved to do. They never really stimulated me sexually; it was a case of me being the starfish and they fucking me until they came. I enjoyed that they could cum, but I didn't particularly enjoy sex. It wasn't uncomfortable or painful, I just felt so embarrassed about my body that I couldn't get into it.

My third partner was friends with benefits; he was so adventurous that he forced me to get into cowgirl and was teaching me about my body. I still never climaxed, but it was an important learning experience. I had the first indication of sexual enjoyment feeling his glands rubbing me internally. I met my long-term partner, the father of my two kids while enjoying the FWB. Our relationship was rocky; he appeared to want me to be more confident in my body, but I couldn't really get to that with his premature ejaculation problems. Sex would last a maximum of 2 minutes. The intimacy of our relationship never really hit any goals. Almost 20 years of that relationship until we went to a sex club, see original posts.

During my nursing degree, I worked in pediatrics and was involved in circumcising many infants. I, however, chose to specialise in aged care. It was during that time I was exposed to men who had not been circumcised and had developed chronic problems. This was particularly so when the patients had dementia. They would require so much additional care. With assistants, I would retract their foreskins after they had incontinence problems. They would regularly get infections. Many of these men would get circumcised while in care to reduce the burdens. As I moved from the palliative end of aged care into more assisted living nursing, I saw that phimosis and other foreskin ailments were so familiar. To put this into perspective, this was the age group that fought in WW2. Circumcision was probably done to around 80% of the men I cared for. The more mobile men who had problems and got circumcised universally said it was a life changer. They were always positive about it. The men who still had their life partners always talked of great feedback from their partners.

Circumcision was the done thing in our family; my partner was circumcised, and it was my personal preference that any boys we had would be circumcised. When we had a boy, we got him circumcised; others in our mother's group looked down on me and judged. I was happy with our decision. This became more apparent when, by the time most of the boys were 5-10 years old, three of the six had to be circumcised. Their mothers came to me wishing they had done it at birth because it was less traumatic.

As my long-term relationship started to fall apart, it was then that I really understood the benefits of circumcision. My first vaginal orgasm was with a tightly circumcised dick. He was circumcised as an adult, and wow. To this day, all sex is measured by how phenomenal that guy and dick were. Over the coming years, I slept with tens of men, and I only once had an uncircumcised man that has been able to make me cum vaginally. Even with really hung men who could scratch the spot, they have all ejaculated before I have even remotely gotten there. Some foreskins have been so long that they completely cover the glans even when erect. There's no enjoyment when the penis stimulates the foreskin and not the vagina.

I've now been with a man who I circumcised myself for a few months, and he absolutely loves it. Says that he would never want to go back which further builds the idea that circumcision IS best.

A few years ago, I had only slept with 5 men; now, I have slept with 80, and of those, most are shit, and I couldn't get a woman to climax if they prayed 20 times a day. The ones that could be all but one circumcised. It looks better and feels better for women. However, with any opinion, it is worth noting. A caring, circumcised lover is better than an uncaring, circumcised lover. Any good sex needs a build-up. All of my girlfriends with circumcised partners that don't climax talk about them just "stuffing it in".. guys that will never work. Foreplay is the secret, when the girl is wet she's going to be loving the glans. One aspect that I struggle with when dealing with uncircumcised penis' isn't the hygiene, that can be fixed. The arrogance of the guys who think it's okay to cum so quickly and leave women languishing. While I am sure there are circumcised men who do the same, it seems that in my experience, there's a very strong bias towards selfish lovers who are uncircumcised.

#pro circumcision #male circumcision #best sex

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James ‘Moe’ Alley x nurse Jenny OC- Headcannons - Part 1.

You guys this boy is SO criminally underrated, I love him so I’m gonna dedicate a bunch of these headcannons / scenarios for him. If anybody has any requests for Alley then let me know!

just doing a spin off from the Easy boys x nurse headcannons, I feel like I need to delve further into underrated characters! And the OC being a nurse feels a lot more realistic for me to write about! I can explore more things than I could with a civilian OC.

This is going to be divided into parts just so it’s not insanely long- and I can write about specific events without having to skip past anything.

Also Jenny/ Jen is my go to OC name atm, that and Missy or Maggie- don’t ask me why, they’re just easier to remember 😭😭

I can see Moe being on the shyer / sensitive side. I’ll get more into the sensitive thing further on, but rn let’s talk about him pre war.

I think he’s kinda experienced with girls? Maybe had one or two relationships, but I think his body count is probably around 3/4? Nothing too wild, most of them have been when he’s drunk because I feel like he was maybe a little insecure as a teenager?

by the age of 22 he’s filled out, tall, muscular, super duper handsome, but I feel like he’d still be a little awkward? Especially around girls, around the guys he’s a lot more chill and he’s one of the more popular guys in Easy.

so when a bunch of nurses, attached to Easy company are introduced to the men, 99.9% of them are swarming around them, super happy to have such lovely ladies working alongside of them. But there’s this one particular blonde haired, blue eyed girl which Moe watched from afar. She’s petite, shorter than the rest, with lots and lots of hair and the most perfect face Moe had ever seen.

Moe thinks she looks stunning in her uniform, Angel like, so he can’t even imagine how drop dead gorgeous she is in her normal clothes.

Jenny is similar to Moe, slightly more on the sensitive side, and a little shy. She, however, once she gets to know people warms up super quick and has the most bubbliest personality. She’s chatty and has a laugh that’s contagious, there’s a light spread of freckles lingering across her cheeks and nose which only comes out in the summer, and despite army regulations, she loves wearing makeup and painting her nails.

anyway, back too it, Alley is pretty good friends with Liebgott and Christenson already, and they scored the best seats in the house with this Angel in particular sat right between them.

Moe finds an opportunity that’s not too demanding, nor would it be awkward with his buddies and makes a B line for the table. In the process, Jenny would glance up and see the most gorgeous man walking her way.

He’s tall dark and handsome, she has to take a double take at the baby face to make sure he’s actually walking over to her and not somebody else.

this is cute short when Skinny Sisk plants his ass firmly on the chair, stealing both Jenny’s attention and Alley’s plan. Alley mentally curses, borderline shooting daggers into Skinny’s head before playing it off as going to get another drink.

Every now and then the two of them would glance over in each others directions, curious to know more about each other.

unfortunately neither of them catch each others eyes at the same time and Alley would be under the impression that Jenny’s into Joe Liebgott, seeing as they’re chatting so much.

Anyway, a little time jump, training in Toccoa is fun and all- well, it’s really not. The only fun parts are the occasional weekend pass in which Jenny usually goes home to visit family and friends.

however there’s one particular weekend when she stays on sight, it’s a Sunday evening and shes walking to where there’s a cinema set up inside the hall. Some old movie is playing that’s played 10x over but she doesn’t care.

anyway, she walks in and despite it meant to be quiet in there, people are all like ‘Aw hey, Jenny!’ Glad to see her, and Moe, sat next to Liebgott finally learns her name.

‘Jenny’ Moe mutters out loud, smiling to himself like a dork, swivelled in his seat to face her like many of the other men and women are.

‘Yeah?’ Oh Shit- she heard and Moe’s breathless, and she’s breathless, waiting to find out why this random guy just said her name. Only when Jenny’s eyes narrowed did she recognise it to be the same handsome stranger from the pub that first time.

Moe is PANICKING, Liebgott is smirking, one of Jenny’s friend hooked under his arm as they watch him FREAK.

‘Oh- I just didn’t- know your name. That’s all, I’m Moe by the way.’ He’s springing up out of his seat, standing almost a foot taller than Jenny. She’s borderline blown away by his height, but his nervous rambling makes her feel somewhat at ease.

‘Hi, Moe, it’s nice to meet you.’ Then they shake hands? Kinda awkward, ik. But her voice is so sweet and has the slightest rasp, Moe truly believes she’s an Angel.

‘Well, it’s actually James but… nobody calls me that, anyway d’ya wanna sit here?’ Before he can think he’s offering his chair up and she giggles making him turn a vibrant red. It’s lucky it’s dark in there.

‘No, but, I’ll sit next to you.’ She’s shrugging casually, taking a seat right besides him. They slightly knock shoulders and she’s smiling to himself whilst he’s a sweating mess.

‘What an introduction Moe. Or is it James?’ Liebgott immediately starts teasing, embarrassing his friend further.

Jenny stands up for Moe, thinking his introduction was cute, when she leans over him he gets even more fidgety. ‘Shut your fly trap Joe… Is it Moe or is it James thought?’

conversation kinda flows from there between the four of them sat together, but the movie starting cuts any chance Moe thinks he has to redeem himself, short.

he’d be tense the whole time, and Jenny would be fidgety as hell. He’s stiffened, trying not to do the same, but there’s some kinda happiness inside of him that even if she’s moving around in her chair every 30 seconds, she still chose to sit next to him.

that evening he’d be BEGGING Joe to get you guys all out together, on some kinda four way date as he’s too nervous to approach Jenny alone. Jenny on the other hand drops all the hints possible that she’s into Moe, but she’s too flustered and he’s too flustered to notice.

‘I dunno man, I’m not really into the chick I was with earlier-“ ‘Liebgott, you’ve gotta do me just this one favour, man’.

the next thing Liebgott knows he’s acting very reluctantly as Cupid / matchmaker. But hey, if it makes his buddy happy, and Jenny is a total doll, so he wants to do it for his buddy.

Jenny would be sighing to her best friend Alice, saying how this guys a total dreamboat, all whilst Alice is complaining about how annoying the skinny dude was who she was on a date with. (Liebgott).

anyway I think their initial attraction would be super cute and innocent, but obviously things don’t always run smoothly so stay tuned for part two 😏

#band of brothers #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers headcannons #james moe alley #james moe alley x reader #moe alley #sergeant alley

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Here With Me

Here With Me

Notes: Poe Dameron/Reader, gender neutral reader, post-sequels, hurt/comfort, chronically ill/disabled reader, domestic fluff, established relationship

CW: hospital/clinnic setting, minor injury (not graphic), chronic illness, chronic pain, implied sexual intimacy

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★★★★★★★★

Your health being what it is, you’ve spent a lot of time in urgent cares over the years. But, since meeting Poe, sometimes you feel like that time in urgent care clinics has tripled. You’d think that as a flight instructor and he’d know to be more careful with his hands, but tonight while making dinner he’d sliced the tip of his finger clean off.

Your droid, Arsix, trained specifically for medical and emotional support had wanted to come with you to the clinic, but Poe’s droid, BB-8, wasn’t willing to stay at home while his person was having an emergency. So Arsix had offered to clean up the kitchen while BB-8 drove you and Poe to the nearest emergency clinic. Which is where you are now with a towel wrapped around your husband’s hand and his fingertip in a bag of ice in BB-8’s care.

“You doing okay, Poe?” you ask.

“I was actually worried about you,” he says. “I know how much you hate being around medical stuff. You sure you don’t want BB-8 to drive you home?”

“I’m sure,” you say. “I’m here with you until that finger is whole again. I don’t know how you can fly an X-Wing but you can’t operate a kitchen knife.”

Poe wraps his arm around you, his good hand giving your shoulder a squeeze. “You know they don’t let me near X-Wings anymore. Those are for military personnel only.”

You roll your eyes. Poe Dameron has access to any ship he wants to fly—all he has to do is ask the right person. But he does mostly work with small transports or shuttles when he’s teaching or traveling these days.

“Also, to be fair,” he says, “it wasn’t a kitchen knife. There’s this thing I saw on the holonet where you use a vibro-blade to—”

“A vibro-blade?” you ask, trying not to yell. You have to take a deep breath to hold back your anger. “Nope. Stop. I do not want to know the rest of that story right now.” Another deep breath. “How’s the pain?” you ask.

“Tolerable,” he says, kissing your temple. “I’ve seen a lot worse, sweetheaert. Really, you can go home.”

“I don’t trust you not to leave,” you whisper in his ear.

He laughs, knowing exactly why. He’d nearly lost one of his toes not too long ago because the wait at the clinic was “too long” and an old buddy of his had recently built his own med droid.  It didn’t go well. Babu’s droid would have been perfectly fine if Poe were Anzellan—but he’s not.

“I’m never going to live that down am I?”

“No. And when we’re done here if you don’t take me somewhere to get a burger I’m never going to forgive you.”

“Ugh, we didn’t get dinner, did we? Are you sure you can wait?”

BB-8 chirps his concern. Poe just gets a little hangry when he hasn’t eaten. But, for you, not eating when you’re hungry can mean dizziness or even migraines.

“I’ll be okay,” you say.

Thankfully a med droid rolls into the waiting room and calls out Poe’s name.

“Burgers,” you say before kissing his cheek, smoothing his wild curls away from his face. “Go get that finger reattached so we can eat.”

*

You’d been dating Poe for a few months the first time he wanted to take you to a med center.

He was nervous. The two of you had been out, strolling around downtown waiting for your table at a local restaurant to be ready—and then you’d tweaked something in your knee and needed to stop and rest. He’d found a park bench and helped you get to it, but you could tell he wanted desperately to fix the situation.

You’d experienced this feeling before—there were men who didn’t know what to do in an emergency other than fix it. If Poe couldn’t handle not having the power to make it all better—well, guys like that usually just ran.

“Sweetheart,” he said. “The pain you’re describing…it’s not normal.”

“It is for me,” you explained. “This happens a lot.”

He ran a hand through his dark curls and let out a long breath. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I just don’t understand why you don’t want me to help you.”

Arsix was at home tonight. If she were here she might offer you one of your tablets, maybe a few other home remedies, but even she understood that some things just took a little bit of time. And a little bit of rest.

“That’s not it,” you said. “If you could help, I would let you. But I need you to trust me when I tell you there’s nothing at the med center that will help me with my knee tonight.”

He took your hand. “I trust you,” he said. “What can I do?”

“Unfortunately,” you said, “I think I need you to take me home.”

He looked a bit stricken before he tried to hide his disappointment, anxiously running a hand through his hair again. “Okay,” he said. “Let me go get the speeder.”

You felt his worry, and a there was a tightness in your chest as you wondered whether this might be it for you and Poe. If maybe he’d hit some kind of mental roadblock, realizing you had real disabilities with real impairments that weren’t cute. Things would go wrong that he couldn’t heroically swoop in to solve.

But when he returned with the speeder, he had a sweet smile on his face, and he took your hand again as you slid into the passenger seat. The ride home was a little quiet, but Poe put music on, caressed your hand with his thumb.

When he finally pulled up to your place he said, “I understand why you don’t want to be with me tonight. I guess…sometimes you just need some space when you’re hurting, huh?”

“Poe,” you said. “When I said I wanted you to take me home, I didn’t mean I wanted you to leave”

“Oh?”

“I was hoping you’d come inside. That maybe you’d want to be with me even though I’m kind of a mess right now.”

“Kriff,” he said. “I’m an idiot. Of course I’ll stay.”

The door to your apartment slid open and Arsix was standing inside, twittering her concern.

“Knee issues,” Poe told the droid. “Is there anything you can do?”

Arsix beeped instructions to get you inside and on the sofa where you could elevate the injury on an ottoman while she got a heat wrap ready.

Gently, Poe eased you onto your sofa, asked if he could hold you. So you rested your head on his chest, letting out a deep breath as he wrapped an arm around you.

“Sorry I kind of ruined our date,” you said. “I know it’s not always easy with me.”

“Look at me,” Poe said, tilting your chin toward him. “Please don’t apologize for this. This wasn’t your choice, and I know that.”

You nodded, trying to hold back tears.

Poe leaned in to kiss you, a sweet, comforting kiss, his plush lips warm and soft. You took his face in your hands and invited the kiss to last a little longer. But you were so overwhelmed with relief that your tears begin to fall.

“Hey, now,” Poe said, brushing away your tears with the pads of his thumbs. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I really thought you were going to leave,” you said.

“I know that we haven’t known each other very long,” Poe said. “But the thing is…I’m in love with you. I love you. And that means I’m going to learn how to help you when you’re not well. And how not to help you. I’m going to learn what you need, and to be what you need, okay?”

“Wow,” you said. “That’s, um…that’s a lot.”

“It’s okay if you’re not ready…if you don’t—”

“I’m just a bit overwhelmed. Nobody has ever tried to become an expert in caring for me before.”

He laughed. “The sentiment stands. I can wait.”

“Okay.”

He was about to kiss you again when Arsix came into the room. She had a heat wrap and bacta spray with her, which she applied to your sore knee. As she rolled away she beeped and whistled a phrase that translated to you can kiss the General now.

You laughed and threaded your fingers through Poe’s hair as he bent to capture your mouth with his, his tongue a sweet thrill as it slipped passed your lips, his hand gently running over your shoulder to cradle your neck.

“Thank you for staying,” you said as he pulled away, giving you a moment to search for even the tiniest bit of deception in his warm brown eyes. There was none.

He kissed your forehead and said, “Always.”

Somehow, you believed him.

*

“How’s the finger?” you ask.

You and Arsix have just finished cleaning up the take-out mess in the dining area despite Poe’s protests. You don’t want him to tear any of his stitches, even though the high dose bacta should have him in pretty good shape within a few days.

“I’m fine,” Poe says. “Really. You must be exhausted.”

He comes up behind you as you’re drying off your hands, wraps his arms around your waist, and kisses your neck, his lips soft despite the rough scruff of his face. It’s been a couple of days since he last shaved and you have to admit—you don’t hate it.

You turn in his arms, threading your fingers through his hair, his soft curls wild after tonight’s misadventures. Smoothing his hair away from his face, you look into his eyes before pressing a kiss to his lips. “I need you to be more careful,” you say. “I think I like you best with all ten fingers.”

Poe lets his hands wander to the waistband of your pants and says “I think I know why,” with a cheeky grin.

“Seriously, though,” you say. “As much as I enjoy what you can do with your hands, I also just need you to be safe.”

You aren’t the only one concerned about Poe’s blatant disregard for his own safety. BB-8 had mentioned it more than once over the years. Finn let you know when things started to get serious between you and Poe that it was something you might want to keep an eye on. Because when Poe gets upset or ambitious or excited, safety goes out the window.

“You’re talking like I regularly put myself in danger.”

“Don’t you?” you ask. “Tonight it was a slip of a knife—a vibro-blade for stars’ sake. Tomorrow it could be lightspeed skipping or an insane bar bet you can’t turn down.”

Poe sighs deeply, pulls you close. He smells of his citrus-y soap, of the light, musky cologne he wears. You rest your head in the crook of his neck and he whispers, “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I wasn’t thinking.”

“You need to think,” you say. “I’m counting on you to think. If anything ever happened to you…they can reattach a finger, an arm even. But one of these days it could be a lot worse than that and I need you to be here with me. To come home to me.”

Poe’s heart rate has started to increase, and you hope you haven’t induced a panic in him.

“Sometimes,” Poe says, “You remind me of Leia. I wish you could have met her.”

“I hope you’re not deflecting,” you say.

“I’m not,” he says. “Let me see your eyes.”

You pull away from his embrace and meet his tired gaze.

“Leia would have loved you for a lot of reasons. You’re strong, and you’re thoughtful, and you speak your mind. But she especially would have loved how you put me in my place,” Poe says. “Just like she used to do. And just like she usually was, you’re right.”

You can’t help but smile a little, taking Poe’s face in your hand, his brown and silver hair flopping forward into his eyes. “I love you,” you say. “Even when I want to stay mad at you, you make it so hard.”

He kisses you then, slowly, his hand on the small of your back, his lips fitting to yours perfectly. You touch your forehead to his and sigh.

“BB-8,” you say, knowing the droid is nearby. “Can you sweep the house for vibro-blades and put them all in the weapons locker in the garage?”

BB-8 chirps in agreement and gets to work.

*

You hadn’t expected for Poe to spend the night that night—you’d hardly expected him to stay after your date went sideways. But he did. And he didn’t seem to mind that, because of your extreme knee pain, it wasn’t a very romantic evening. Arsix was in and out of the bedroom all night, checking on you, bringing you medicine and changing out the heat wraps on your sore knee. Your overprotective tooka-cat was on edge, pacing the room as best as his three legs allowed in between naps at the end of the bed. And while it was hard for you to sleep when you were in this amount of pain, you found being with Poe through a difficult night like this somehow comforting.

It was in the early hours before dawn when you woke to find Poe asking Arsix if there was anything he could do.

“I feel so helpless,” he said.

Arsix warbled and whistled and you made out the phrase safe feelings with you.

“Yeah?”

You bring calm and warmth. Past boyfriends inconsiderate.

You smiled to yourself and rolled over in bed. You hadn’t met many others who talked to droids like Poe did, treating them like the people they were. Especially not in the middle of a sleepless night.

“You’re still here, Poe,” you said.

The moonlight was coming in through the windows, past the curtains that you could have sworn you’d closed before bed, but which your tooka-cat had likely disturbed. Poe put his arms around you and you laid your head on his bare shoulder, his skin warm as you reciprocated the embrace. You ran your hands through his dark curls, resting your palm at the back of his neck.

“Of course I am,” he said. “Did we wake you?”

“No. I’m just…awake again.”

“I’m sorry,” Poe said, his hands at your back, lightly massaging the spot that always ached when you’d been still for too long. Maybe he was more attuned to your needs than you’d realized.

“Not your fault,” you told him, yawning. “Thank you for being here. Nights like this can be hard. Not just because of the pain, but…it’s lonely sometimes.”

“I wish there was more I could do,” he said.

“I know,” you told him. “But what you’re doing right now is enough.”

Arsix twittered that she had tablets and bacta spray for you and you thanked her, sitting up so you could swallow the medicine. The little droid helped you apply the bacta to your knee before she rolled out of the room, telling you to ping her if you needed something.

“Come here, sweetheart,” Poe said as you settled back into the bed. He pulled you into his arms again, letting you get as comfortable as you could.

“This is nice,” you said.

Poe cupped your face, his thumb caressing you cheek, and as you pulled back to see his eyes in the near darkness, there was something there that you hadn’t seen before. A truth so deep and real that it could only be seen in this dim light. And he pressed a sweet kiss to your lips that told you this was the only place he wanted to be.

*

When Poe comes home from work today he’s wearing a blue flight suit with the arms tied around his waist, carrying a heavy duffel bag. You haven’t seen him like this in a long time, and you can’t help but admire how the white tank he’s wearing perfectly compliments his toned physique and the pretty tattoos on his arms and chest.

“What’s in the bag, General?” you ask.

You’d just come out of your office to make yourself a cup of tea—Poe wasn’t expected home for at least another hour.

“One of the kids spilled oil while I was teaching a refresher course on basic vehicle maintenance. Which would have been fine—it happens all the time, you know? But it got everywhere and when I went to shower and change…apparently the upperclassmen put my change of clothes in the freezer last week. In a tub of water.”

“Why am I not surprised?”

“This was all I had in the office,” he says, gesturing at his attire. “So.”

“And that’s the block of ice?” you ask, pointing at the bag.

He nods.

“I guess we can just put it in the back yard to thaw,” you said. “Have you considered not telling your students all the stupid shit you did when you were a kid?”

Poe laughs, reaching for you. Taking his hand, you let him pull you into an embrace.

“Don’t lie, though,” Poe says. “You think this look is kinda hot, don’t you?”

“Maybe a little,” you say.

You smooth his hair away from his face, his curls a bit more wild than usual, and he tilts your chin toward him to kiss you, letting his tongue tease you just a little as his lips meet yours.

When your front door slides open to reveal BB-8 towing a small shopping bag, Poe pulls away.

“There you are, buddy,” Poe says.

BB-8 chirps a response that translates roughly to flowers acquired.

“For me?” you ask.

Poe gets the bag from BB-8 and pulls out a bouquet full of your favorites. “I’m sorry about last night,” he says. “It was an unnecessary stressor for you, and I shouldn’t have been doing something so reckless. I talked to my therapist on my lunch beak today—she also wasn’t impressed.”

You take the flowers and admire the arrangement, take in their sweet scent before grabbing a vase from the cupboard and filling it with water. “What did she say?” you ask.

“Something about thrill-seeking behavior after spending so many of my formative years in life and death situations.”

“Sounds familiar.” You’re told him the same thing on multiple occasions.

“I know,” he says. “I need some new hobbies.”

“That I can help you with,” you say. “There are ways to feel alive that don’t put you in danger.”

Poe steps close to you again, runs his fingertips down you cheek before softly touching your lower lip with his thumb. And you place your hands at his waist, playing at the hem of his undershirt, which he swiftly removes.

“I can think of one way to feel alive that might be nice right now,” he says.

Poe presses his body flush to yours as you lean back into the kitchen counter, drawing you into a hungry, urgent kiss, cradling your face in his hands. You let your hands wander from his muscular back down to his perfect ass, pulling him even closer.

“Bedroom?” you ask, almost breathless.

“Yeah,” he says. “Bedroom.”

When you’re watching him peel himself out of the ill-fitting flight suit, you laugh—and he retaliates by playfully pushing you into the bed where he climbs on top of you, undressing you, kissing your lips, your nose, your neck, your shoulders.

“Sweetheart,” he says, “let me show you how alive you make me feel.”

As he trails kisses down your chest and abdomen, your mind empties itself of every pain, every stress, every worry. “I love you,” you tell him.

And from under the covers, placing one more kiss to your belly, he replies, “I know.”

★★★★★★★★ Thank you so much for reading! I wanted to write some nice, soft Poe for y'all. I hope this fic makes you feel seen and loved.

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[apotelesmaa]

fukcing literally. you can have a charavter call another woman her other half, and overall have them act extremely romantic with each other, but people will still ship her with the nearest man. and then go insane over m/m ships with less interaction (i am vagueing a specific fanbase)

U LITERALLY UNDERSTANDDDDDDD people who go “oh het ships r so under appreciated” are 9 times out of 10 the ones who only give a fuck about m/m relationships and not f/f relationships like no I hate to break it to you but the only way ppl in fandom give a shit about female characters is if she’s with a man. Tiring. Why do you all hate lesbians. & it’s always like if these were two guys you would be all over this but since it’s not you do not give a fuck. People only care about female characters in their relation to male characters and it makes me so fucking mad open ur eyes. Unconscious bias etc etc but also atp you should be realizing this and choosing to give a fuck abt female characters.

If you weren’t talking abt pjsk (altho I’m assuming u were because that fanbase fucking hates lesbians as I’ve said recently) ignore this but like. Love ruikasa! I’m insane about them all the time! But an/kohane is quite literally Thee most supported relationship in canon even compared to m/f relationships but you would not be able to tell this from the way the fanbase acts. An saying “I’m going on a date” and getting the reaction “with kohane? 😐” ????? An acting like they’re married? I wasn’t informed of this? Becoming a vbs stan only because of that brb. If I’d been told this before I would have invested in vbs and not wxs (lying I love emu too much). Kanade/mafuyu? Way more canon text implying that. Mafuyu fucking lives with kanade. Whole 2 yr anniversary amv scene for them. Emunene are way closer than ruikasa to the point where they hang out consistently. & you get so many ppl going “how can the fanbase be lesbiphobic/misogynistic we’re all gay” as if they don’t treat the female characters/wlw relationships as side accessories to the m/m and m/f relationships. Searching the emu tags and nene tags is just m/f it makes me want to claw my skin off you guys succckkkk why do you hate lesbians. Whatever. I don’t care. (Lying) (going to send pipe bombs to my own address).

Not even a mmj/leoni stan but like. Those r lesbians. Why won’t u guys talk about them. I don’t give a fuck about the men talk about the female characters. I will be honest a large part of why I’m more quiet abt emunene despite it being Thee Relationship Dynamic Ever is because nobody talks abt it besides them being ruikasa accessories and so nobody else gets them and their depth so it feels like I’m talking to a brick wall. THEY R SO DEEP… TO ME…….. baby dykes….. crying screaming etc. emunene did not get a gay ass card for u all to be acting like this. “Emu/nene/minori/ari/shizuku/shiho would like a man” you are lying to me rn. Get help.

#like inwilll be honest I noticed myself favoring male characters n I went 😐 ew and chose to focus on female characters #nd I gave me lethal brain rot. emunene save me. save me emunene. #tldr anon come off anon and dm me I’m bad at dms but u are so based. u get it. #if ur talking abt soul eater (other fanbase ive been insane abt recently) I also get it #why won’t u ppl enjoy tsubaki/Liz I’m going insane #screaming crying etc #incomprehensible. I’m drunk. etc. w/e. #asks #me being insaneabt emunene is that iasip scene w Charlie at the cork board #as Thee resident lesbian glados/chell eileen/plain doll enjoyer. lesbian agenda pusher. etc. #u all need to like women more 😐.

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

What do you think will be the final couples of black clover?

Ooo hmmm 🤔 Before I go into the actual answer, I will be including notes from the manga, so if you're not up to date with BC manga, and don't want spoilers, this is the head up

So, while keeping in mind that we're only at chapter 353, and there's at least a good 100 chapters to go, a lot can still happen, which will change opinions to one way or another, but overall I don't think we'll see a lot of "end game" couples confirmed (because ultimately the focus of BC isn't in romantic relations, rather than in friendship and found family thematics).

Let's start with an easy one:

YamiChar - I do think that this will be end game, even if Yami was surprised to learn that Charlotte fancies him, since he had been under the impression that she acted "strangely" around him, or her ki did at least, because she hated or disliked him more than most men. This notion alone, however, doesn't mean that he wouldn't like her back. It could be just that he was caught off guard and has now discovered that his feelings are reciprocated. Which is something that to many would be surprising, I dare to claim. This ship is also very directly insinuated by the series, so I do think that it'll end up being end game. And I do think that Yami and Charlotte would compliment each other as characters, since they're both "loners" in a sense. They've both needed to grow strong on their own, and they both have had it rough while growing up, although Yami does take the cake in that one. Charlotte being cursed doesn't compare to what Yami has been through, but still, they are still able to relate to one and another, and they have respect for each others' talent.

Astelle - Though Asta's headspace isn't in relationships or romance as of now, I do think that this will be endgame as well. There has been a lot of interactions between Noelle and Asta that showcase their common journey, and how they are able to lean to each other. Though Noelle has been gaining more confidence from Asta, than Asta from Noelle, I think, but in any case, I wouldn't say that Asta wouldn't value Noelle's presence and his relationship (in the broader sense of the word) with her. And if we compare Asta's interactions to all other "potential love interests" (I use this vaguely), it seems like all the others have developed a crush on Asta because he's a good guy, which he absolutely is, but Noelle and Asta have been there for each other through thick and thin. Which I think connects them well. As said, only Noelle is more vocal about her emotions thus far, but I do think that Astelle will end up being end game with how strongly that relationship is being built as well. (Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if in the later chapters Noelle ends up saving Asta, like he has done for her in the past, and he ends up saying something like "when we're side by side nothing can stop us!" Which ends up setting them down the path more concretely.)

Greyche - Again, they've been shown to have a lot of positive interactions, and bonding over the course of the series. Grey is gaining self-confidence, and Gauche is growing to feel loved and appreciated; he has found a place in which he belongs. That and they have shared history, in a way, due to that one interaction, and I do think that the reason why that was specifically put into Grey's backstory, is to give more footing for the romantic relationship for the two. I don't have many ships for BC, but I honestly can't see these two with anyone else than each other.

Finral/Finesse - I mean, this is more of an arranged marriage type of a deal, but Finral wants to grow into a loyal spouse for Finesse, and she does care for him, so I do think that it will end up being end game, even if the relationship itself isn't as well fleshed out in canon as it perhaps ought to be, but we can't have it all, I suppose. But in any case, I do think that it'll end up being end game, because they are striving to be together, granted that Finral is doing more of the striving, and Finesse is more or less promising to wait for him. That and Langris seems to be, for reasons best known to himself, rooting for the two to wind up together. I don't have that strong of an opinion about this ship, or reasons as to why the dynamics would make sense, but I do think that it'll end up being The Ship for these two (plus it's being built up by canon, so it would make sense for it to happen).

Charmill - Okay, this could go either way, really, so it's a *maybe* option. And it will greatly depend on how Charmy will continue to see Rill, since she was angry at him for wasting food during the elf arc (granted that it was the elf soul in Rill, rather than Rill himself). And aside of that one interaction, we haven't seen them interact a lot after that, so it's really about how, and if, they discover each other in the future. Because Rill saw Charmy's human form, and Charmy saw Rill's "elf form". It really could be either way, but I would be more inclined to say that these two will end up becoming a ship.

Meresuga - Another *maybe* option, since we haven't actually gotten to see these two interact, but I do think that if someone could pass Mereo's criteria of being able to go head to head with her in a mortal battle, it'd be Yosuga (and he might actually like the brawl, instead of running away screaming like the rest of the Kingdoms). He wouldn't water down her strength, but instead would throw gasoline into the open flame, I think. I think Mereo would find him interesting at least, perhaps not romantically interesting, but ... interesting.

I think that's the ships that I could see being end game (more thoughts in the notes)

Thank you for the ask!

#black clover #black clover ships #talk about canon #okay if I *had to* say who Nozel will end up being end game with I'd probably say Dorothy #because Dorothy is the only one he's been show having that kind of friendly interaction with #but I do think that they're strictly friends and wouldn't end up being together romantically #but if I had to pick a CCxCC ship for him it'd probably be her #Vanessa I think is perfectly comfortable living her own life as just herself #my issue is that I can entertain a lot of ships in BC but I don't see them as end game #it's just very difficult to ship a lot of them #in the way that I would have The Ship for a lot of them I mean #but then again as said it's not about shipping in BC imo

[hologramcowboy]

You’re right, Jensen’s personality/actions do make him unattractive. And not just to us women who like masculine me, but also to other men as well. And I don’t mean in a sexual way, but rather in a role model/public figure to look up to way. Which is really unfortunate for Jensen because that’s the demographic he’s trying to break into.

He takes the role of Soldier Boy, someone who is supposed to be the embodiment of masculinity. He constantly talks about superhero roles he wants (Batman, any pity offer from Marvel or DC), or roles he “almost had”, specifically ones portrayed by well beloved, masculine men like Chris Evans and Ryan Reynolds. And he almost had the audience of TB, the male demographic he’s been searching for! And then he ruined it by opening his mouth. Suddenly he wasn’t this masculine superhero anymore. He’s not a bachelor, or a husband who rules over his household with a beautiful wife by his side. His wife looks like someone tried to make a Madame Tussaud wax figure of a Real Housewife, messed up horribly, and then donated her to a thrift shop. She’s a shrill harpy who emasculates him at every turn and clearly wears the pants in the relationship. He can’t reclaim his masculinity through his personal values (pro gun, a little more on the conservative side politically, whatever else it is guys like) because that will clash with Danneel’s desperate attempts to be seen as a progressive activist. Can’t reclaim his masculinity through his work, being a hands on, successful boss or a leader on set, because he’s an awful producer with no desire to learn or put in any effort. And guess what? His wife not only is in charge of the household (or at least he tries to paint her that way), but she’s attached to his businesses as well! So now instead of being this masculine figure that guys look up to or want to have a beer with, he’s another Hollywood softie who cares too much about his outfit. A spineless man who has no control over his life because his wife decked up in shag carpet holds the reigns. The audience who tried to get into Jensen as an actor were severely disappointed by the man behind the character.

You described it perfectly, it's why he lost major credibility points with me. What he claims and what he is are two very different things and then there's what he purposefully projects by trying to play on the audience. Very manipulative. However, ultimately, the image he himself paints is one of a very weak, limited, frustrated man who is not in a position to be an ideal rolemodel towards anyone. Let alone to lead his family. It's quite heartbreaking that he doesn't realize what he's selling and how it doesn't match up to his desired profile. I hope at least one of his truly professional actor friends or his agent/manager/pr will give him guidance as far as his career is concerned to get him back on track. As far as his personal life, i hope he finds what he's looking for because Danneel and his current situation is clearly not it.

Thank you for this beautiful, thought provoking post, I greatly enjoyed reading it.♥️

#jensen critical

[altschmerzes]

Hi, same anon here!! First of all, you are definitely the #aro Jamie guy (at least to me.) Secondly, I’m glad my ask made you laugh, especially since after scrolling your blog it seems that you’ve had a rough week. Always pleased to have cheered someone up a little. And finally, if this adds to the parent trap vision:

Jamie and Phoebe bonding over terrible fathers✅

Jamie and Phoebe bonding over the (in Phoebe’s words) stupidity of people in romantic relationships ✅

Jamie and Roy maintaining a healthy friendship without the toxic masculinity that emerges from love triangles ✅

Jamie and Keeley given an opportunity to display platonic love between men and women (I am a Jamie and Keeley bffs truther) ✅

The inevitable hilarity that would come from Phoebe and Jamie having a conversation (at first I think he would be absolutely bewildered by her and vice a versa) ✅

A neat conflict resolution that allows Jamie, Keeley and Roy to develop as people outside of their relationships ✅

SOOO thrilled to hear it. i want to further cultivate this image. i cannot imagine a better Guy to be than The Aro Jamie Guy sdlfjs. for real this all was wildly delightful and i HAVE been having a really hellish time this week or so, so i really appreciate it :') <3

literally a good 80% of why this thought makes me laugh so much is the inherent fantastic comedy in any degree of interaction between jamie and children and jamie and phoebe specifically. i would love more than just about anything to see those two in a scene together, the thought delights me. i want him to have to babysit her, i don't care how much logic contrivance has to happen for this to exist, i'm just. endlessly amused by the idea. the thought of them SCHEMING together? to make this happen? is even better. i like to think they maybe individually were trying to do something about the issue on their own and then were like well hey, what are YOU doing- and then two heads are better than one, let's go.

I AM ALSO A JAMIE AND KEELEY BFFS TRUTHER and seeing jamie and roy's friendship develop further is just. chef kiss. i just find everything about the three of them as a collective and set of individual dynamics to be downright fascinating and stuff i really like to think on and dig into. and yeah that last bit is SO much it - part of what really bothers me when conflict like this is a major like, THING in a show is that so much of that character's limited screen time/development/whatever is wrapped up just in that relationship and that conflict then, which is, for me, really obnoxious and disappointing and, on a more objective level i think, often reductive for the character themself? i just always end up thinking like - what could we have been doing instead with this time. i know a lot of people find that kind of development and story interesting and worthwhile but it really is just Not It for me and being able to resolve that in a way that gets at and works in other relationships that person has too is just. yeah. i vastly prefer that as a concept for many reasons.

#gav gab #gav answers #ted lasso spoilers #long post

[aparticularbandit]

Hi again Bandit, thank you for your reply to my ask.

I sent my original ask because I don’t know any other ace people outside of myself, and I’m not out to people irl, so I’ve never had a chance to ask another asexual person about their feelings when it comes to reading sexual scenes in fanfics.

I identify as ageosexual too! I asked how you feel reading sex scenes in reader insert type fics because when I read them, I don’t (or can’t) picture myself in the role of ‘reader’. My mind automatically inserts a character into the ‘reader’ role to make it into a character x character visual in my head. Because the thought of imagining myself involved in any sort of physical intimacy/sex scenes is so repulsive to me. But I didn’t know if I was the only person that did that, or if it was a common thing.

I never know how to explain my identity because my aceness confuses me a bit when it comes to labels to help describe myself. I’m not aromantic because I would definitely be open to a romantic relationship with a woman or a non binary person. And obviously I’m asexual but the characters I am ‘attracted’ to in fics are only ever women. So does that mean I’m a biromantic lesbian asexual too? Or would I have to be interested in men also to be biromantic? (I’m not interested in men at all in any way)

No problem! Labels are confusing and complicated and navigating all of this own your own without a support or someone to talk about it with is HARD. I did a lot of my learning on my own, too, which meant a lot of playing around with labels and not feeling quite comfortable with them because it can be hard to find one(s) that fit with your experiences! And it's so hard when you don't have someone else to talk to about all of it! I'm honored you're talking with me, tbh.

You do not have to be attracted to men to be biromantic. Bi usually refers to being attracted to two or more genders, so women and non-binary, being two or more, counts!

You can use that label if you want, if you feel it fits you best, but I would be careful with it. I know that there are a lot of people who would question the term biromantic lesbian because there's a lot of discourse over lesbian as a term being used solely for women who are attracted to other women. Historically speaking, that isn't true. The term lesbian - historically speaking - has also included bisexuals, and there's a post that actually went really in-depth on this with sources and everything; I've reblogged it before but my tag systems are. Actually not bad, but I've had this blog for years so trying to find one specific post in a lot of them is. rough. (This post is close to what I'm looking for in terms of historical context, but it's not the exact one. I can try and look more later and find it! I'm just. not in a reliable place to do so right now, unfortunately. If I do, I'll post it again so you can see it!) So I would use the term biromantic lesbian with caution because it can cause unwelcome reactions (the past couple of times I've brought it up, I've gotten questions about it that I don't answer because frankly I shouldn't have to defend my labels. I'm okay deleting and blocking unwelcome Nonnies, but if you're not - like, I want you to be aware there are potential risks in the label. Oddly enough, no one has asked about lesbian asexual, but I guess that's another thing).

I tend to use asexual in most company, because that's a term that's easy to explain without having to get into the messy complications of romantic orientation and what it means and why I use biromantic instead of panromantic (I liked how this post differentiated between the two and found my experiences lined up more with bi than pan, as my attractions to different genders is. different. I'm a sensual ace, which means I still want to kiss and make out and stuff, but I don't want to do any of that with guys. Just. No). Being able to clarify that you aren't aro is good if you're seeking a romantic relationship, even if you're not sure where on the romantic spectrum you fit or what label applies the best!

And that's the thing - labels are - they're fluid, you know? Finding a label that fits can change throughout your lifetime as you find ones that fit your experiences better (or as your experiences change), and that's fine! You should never be afraid of trying a label on, finding it doesn't fit, and switching to a different one, and you shouldn't have to worry about using multiple as a way to try and explain yourself when you find that one, on its own, doesn't fit.

And if you can't find a romantic orientation label that you like, you can always use alloromantic, which really just means that you aren't aro (like allosexual vs. asexual - doesn't mean attraction to all genders, just means you're definitely attracted to at least one gender).

#musings #anonymous #bandit answers questions #lgbtqia+

[toranekooo]

it isn't really that bad on desktop!! some of the text was.. quite small though -w-" but aside from that, it's pretty good!! anyway, i personally. know nothing about lipxlip and honeyworks (i wasn't fronting while you were posting about it, i think??) so i'd be interested to hear some more about it if you wanna talk about it! :> -nisha! (aurora anon)

yeahhh im not as big of a fan of small text on desktop bc it's hard to read, even for me so i plan on fixing them once i get on my PC sob ALSO AAAAAA im always in the mood to talk abt honeyworks tbh and since it's a little too big to explain, we'll focus on the funky little dudes in my carrd. they're known as lipxlip, a virtual idol unit produced by honeyworks! the two of them are shibasaki aizou (voiced by nobunaga shimazaki) and someya yuujirou (voiced by uchiyama kouki). when they debuted, we only knew their first names so the fandom collectively refers to them as aizou and yuujirou. you can find their songs on youtube along with the MVs!

anyway onto them exactly, onstage and in front of their fans, they act as personality foils for one another, with aizou being lipxlip's "sun" as he's more passionate, friendly, and warm, and yuujirou serving the role of the "moon" by being more calm, polite, and cool...or that's how they act onstage at least. spoilers for literally everything under the cut bc i cannot shut up even if i tried

anyway actually they have very different personalities outside their stage personas, with aizou expressing immense discomfort around women (he has his reasons i swear) and being known to lash out without filter, meanwhile yuujirou's easily annoyed and looks down on others. i like to say they have a signature glare and glower for everyone they meet underneath the idol personas. anyway, despite this, they're genuinely good people, with both having a soft spot for their friends, and they consider each other their most important person. (they have..so much romantic connotation in every song and have paralleled a canon couple and yet *shakes visibly* honeyworks give me aiyuu i beg).

onto why they're like that, both of them have terribly messy family situations, with aizou's mother being heavily implied to be abusive as well as constantly with different men—adding to his brother going through a playboy phase (he got out of it and he and his girlfriend are the canon couple that aiyuu parallels), all of which resulted to aizou being uncomfortable around women for long periods of time. yuujirou comes from a family with a great history in Japanese Theatre, specifically Kabuki, and wanted to become the successor to his stepfather's brand but was rejected as the heir due to them only marrying into the family. his younger stepbrother, koichiro, thinks very lowly of yuujirou and considers the fact that he'll be the heir to the family brand something to brag about, as it was something yuujirou himself wanted.

anyway their pasts are Bad™ but eventually they found solace in becoming idols, and despite their protests, were placed together as lipxlip. their partnership is genuinely beautiful because yes, they're little shits, yes they yell and fight and throw insults without question, but they care about each other and each other's dreams, they know the limits on what to poke and tease and regardless of what becomes of them, they do actually have each other's back. aizou will always be the only one who can match up to yuujirou, and yuujirou will always be the only one who can match up to aizou. they're each other's halves and that's the whole point of their relationship. being broken and finding the pieces to fix each other.

ANYWAY IM CRYING OVER THEM AGAIN YAHOO THATS ENOUGH BEING DRAMATIC OVER THEM

also the guy in my current theme is also from honeyworks! he's from lipxlip's senior unit, Full Throttle4 (shortened to FT4) and the character is IV (pronounced as ibu, read as the roman numeral 4) and if you think lipxlip's backstories are sad these guys are getting a one way ticket to therapy from me

ANYWAY thank u for letting me ramble abt them nisha!! this was fun and i could literally talk more but i'd probably scare you LDHJDHD

#i can go on for hours abt them SORRU #*SORRY #୨୧ * chatter #8.28 | ask #this isnt even chatting this is a love letter