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(BMC) Pride Month headcanons, pt 2: RichJake

Part 2 is here (and queer ;)
Next will be Canolan! If that’s what it’s called… ^^“

-Rich is aggressively bisexual
-After he gets rid of the squip, he takes initiative and re-dyes his red streak purple
-In fact, if he’s not wearing some form of blue, pink or purple on him at all times he considers it a felony
-Pride to him is the best reason to dress like that from head to toe
-He and Michael go way out when it comes to expressing themselves
-Their boyfriends are,,, a little more hesitant
-Jeremy occasionally wears a bisexual button
-As well as a ‘I’m Heere & Queer’ shirt Rich and Michael helped make for him
-But Jake
-Well
-Jake hasn’t found a label yet that feels right for him
-He’s dating Rich, sure, and damn if he doesn’t love him to the moon and back
-But he’s never been into any other guy before?
-And he still thinks girls are pretty great?
-And although he loves Rich he’s not sure if he could do anything in bed with him??
-And although he likes girls he’s not sure if he could be with them /out/ of bed???
-It’s an ongoing journey for him
-And he doesn’t want to buy any merch or slap a label onto himself before he’s 100% sure who he is
-So he spends most of his time at Pride just wandering around, talking to people, and getting hit on
-Y'know, because he’s too hot
-(Hot damn)
-Rich gets really jealous whenever this happens
-He’s decided that the only solution is to wrap his arm around Jake at random intervals
-Jake thinks its adorable
-Like, he’ll just be talking to someone, and bam! Suddenly a hand with purple-blue-pink nails is around his waist
-Rich is shit at painting his nails
-He usually has Chloe do it for him
-If Chloe can’t, he calls Michael
-Michael is a good go-to considering that he has a lot of bi-oriented clothing that he buys each year for Jeremy 'just in case’
-Rich borrows it all the time
-(And rarely gives it back)
-Jake thinks he looks really nice in it
-Well, the actual word he uses is 'dapper’, but Rich has learned to decipher his grandpa-like speech
-Jake drives them all to Pride
-He has the biggest car and is the mom friend™
-He’s also the one found more often than not helping Rich get glitter out of his hair after the parade
- 'I told you not to stand so near to the glitter-throwers, dude.’
'Thut uuuup.’
-Once Rich falls asleep in Jake’s car on the way home
-Jake doesn’t have the heart to move him
-Rich sleeps very little
-And when he does, he has nightmares
-Seeing him curled up in the backseat, peaceful and snoring, is too rare an event to wreck
-So Jake just goes to his house, takes some pillows and blankets, goes back to the car and sleeps with him there
-It’s the best night of sleep he’s ever had

“Winn & Sanvers preparing for Pride Parade, Winn getting his nails painted with the Bi-flag colors as a coming out to his friends. (His crush on Superman has no hetero explanation to me)” from @draconicdivinity


He paces outside of Alex’s apartment for nearly ten whole minutes.

He paces and he breathes in through his nose and out through his mouth, his cheeks puffing up with the effort to calm himself.

“She’s your best friend. She’s your best friend, and he’s your best friend, and they love you and they don’t care that Alex and Maggie are gay, they love them both, and they’ll love you.”

But the thought of Kara and James only makes his heart race harder, scarier.

He tries a different tactic.

“They’re lesbians,” he mutters. “Alex and Maggie lesbians, they lesbian together, they invited you to get ready for Pride with them, they love you, and they’re lesbians, for god sake, of course they’re not going to care that you’re bi.”

But he paces, still, because in one of the homes he was in as a kid, well… being bi was one of the main reasons he got shifted around so much.

They’d wanted to know why he couldn’t just pick one. Even the gay kids. Sometimes, especially the gay kids.

Even in college, it had happened.

Even in college, he’d gotten raised eyebrows and skeptical sound effects.

He’d stopped telling people, because what was the point, really?

If no one would believe him, either way.

So he paces, his hand tight around a plastic bag he’d picked up with a hammering heart and sweaty brow at the pharmacy.

Because he’s been to another planet, and he’s the tech support for not one, but two, superheroes, but coming out?

God, coming out is so much scarier.

So he paces.

He paces until Alex wrenches open the door and gives him a partly concerned, partly annoyed look.

“Dude, Kara says you’ve been pacing out there for ages. You okay?”

“Where… where is Kara?”

“Showering,” Alex shrugs, tugging him inside.

Tugging him inside to where he’s greeted by James – in a tight black t-shirt with Tolerance is Not Enough emblazoned in rainbow print across the front – and Kara’s yell of greeting from the bathroom and a half-dressed Maggie, rainbow belt on denim shorts, barely buttoning up a short-sleeved flannel.

“Ooh, look at my favorite pool shark, looking all sexy!” he grins, and Maggie shoves him gently before pulling him into a hug.

“Not wearing anything special for Pride, Schott?” Alex asks, that concerned look still in her eyes.

“Actually, I um…” He fidgets with the pharmacy bag he’s carrying. “I thought maybe – oh, hey Kara.”

Kara’s hair is soaked and her skin is still dripping slightly, towel draped around her body. Winn and James both carefully look anywhere but her.

“It’s Pride! Give me one second to put clothes on, and I’ll – “ She speeds her way into her outfit, scattering Maggie’s case files and Alex’s medical journals with the rush of wind she creates.

“What’s wrong?” she mirrors her sister’s concern, stepping closer to Winn at more human-like speed.

“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong, I just thought… I bought these.”

He spills the three small bottles of nail polish he’d picked up from the pharmacy from the bag. They clatter slightly onto the counter, and Maggie gets it first.

Her eyes find his over the bottles of pink, lavender, and blue nail polish, and she recognizes the tears she sees there. The terror.

She smiles softly and she nods almost imperceptibly, because she knows this feeling, and she knows, better than he does at the moment, that his sisters and his brother will love him all the more for it.

She certainly does.

“I thought maybe someone could paint my nails. For Pride. For me.”

“Cool man, uh – Kara, are you any good at that? I don’t imagine Alex would be – “

“Put a lid in it, Olsen, I can hit a moving target at – “

“Yeah yeah, but can you paint nails with precision, though?”

“They’re bi colors, Winn! Did you know that? Is that why you got – oh. Oh. Oh. Winn!” Kara stammers, and Winn’s stomach twists.

James and Alex stop their playful bickering, faces suddenly sober. Eyes suddenly locked onto Winn’s face.

“Winn?” Alex asks, her voice full of empathy and support and something that sounds an awful lot like deep, powerful respect.

“I just thought someone could paint my nails with the bi flag colors. For Pride,” he splutters, his face bright red. “Because that’s me. I’m bi.”

He forces himself to look at each of his friends – each of his siblings – in turn.

Kara’s eyes, bright and proud and teary, with a dash of recognition so strong he thinks that maybe, just maybe, she’ll want to paint her nails with the bi flag colors, too.

James’s eyes, dawning comprehension and full-throated acceptance and deep, deep pride in his best friend. His brother.

Alex’s eyes, glistening under the glitter her sister had put on her face, knowing that feeling so damn well.

Maggie’s eyes, soft and earnest and excited for him.

“So there are three colors and four of us,” Kara starts, a huge smile beginning to form on her face as James steps forward to crush Winn in a hug. “Maggie, Alex, maybe you guys can share lavender? I’ll get blue, and James, you wanna do pink? We can all paint your nails together, Winn.”

His chest wracks with a sob and he darts forward to pull Kara into the hug with James, laughing and crying at the same time.

Alex joins at Kara’s urging, and Maggie hesitates, but Winn reaches to pull her in, too.

When they settle – when Winn’s tears are reduced to mere sniffles and he thinks his ribcage might not be able to tolerate being hugged by so many superheroes at once for much longer – he puts out his hands and spreads out his fingers.

Maggie opens the windows and blasts queer summer jams for the world to hear, and all Winn hears is the laughter and the love and the happiness of his friends as they take turns transforming his fingernails, one color at a time, into signs of his own laughter, his own love, his own happiness.

Together.

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Speak Now (Chris Evans AU)

no hard feelings on jenny slate!!! i was more than upset when they broke up actually she’s a good girlfriend and SHE VOICED BELLWETHER IN ZOOTOPIA LIKE ????? 

song used: speak now by taylor swift

Y/N sat in the minivan, her eyes steadied on her lap. Her hands were touching the pale blue dress that she wore, in honor of the wedding.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Scarlett asked her, her green eyes soft. Y/N smiled at her concern, even if they haven’t seen each other for nearly a decade. “I know you’re upset about not getting invited, but I’m sure it was Jenny’s fault. I heard from somewhere that she erased your name from the list of people she invited. Certainly, if he could have the chance, he would invite you first. You were his best friend, after all.”

Were. Were.

Y/N nodded slowly, ignoring the looks she was getting from Scarlett.

“We’re here. I think the others are inside getting dressed. Sebastian will meet us at the entrance.” Anthony said from the driver’s seat, parking the minivan in the church parking lot. “Y/N, stop it with the long face. It’s not like we can tell Chris he can’t marry her.” Anthony said bluntly.

“I—I know.” Y/N said, her voice cracking at the end. Scarlett and Anthony’s gazes on her softened. She shook her head as she started getting intimidated by their staring. “Let’s just get inside, yeah?”

Both of her friends nodded and they stepped out of the minivan, Y/N following in suite. Her flats hit the pavement almost with no sound and she smiled bittersweetly at the sight of the roses decorated outside of the church.

She watched as Scarlett and Anthony made their way to the church, and she followed behind quietly. She stepped onto the marble stairs and were ushered in by the duo, who followed her inside the decorated hall.

“Names?” the man standing at a desk asked them.

“Anthony Mackie.” Anthony said, his eyes darting to Y/N. “Scarlett Johansson, and uh, Y/N Y/L/N.” he finished, and Y/N could tell by the man’s expression that she wasn’t on the list of guests.

“Um, sir, I don’t see anyone by the name of Y/N Y/L/N on the list.” He looked at the other two. “You both can go inside now—“

“Anthony? Scarlett?” Y/N jumped at the all-too familiar voice of Chris, who walked into the church entrance. His eyes widened when he saw Y/N with them. “Y/N? Y-you came! I’m so glad you could come!” He made his way past the guard, grabbing her by the wrist and bringing her to his chest, hugging her tightly.

Y/N was surprised, considering the last time she saw the boy, the circumstances hadn’t been brilliant. But nonetheless, she hugged him back, a ghost smile on her face.

“I—but the problem is,” she began after pulling away from Chris’s hug. “I—I never actually got invited …” she said awkwardly. Chris blinked for a second before turning the man behind him, who gulped in fear.

“Add Y/N Y/L/N to the guest list, please.”

Y/N smiled; she glad to see Chris hadn’t changed his gentlemanly ways, even with a selfish bride.

“Excuse me, but where are the mints?” Y/N turned around to see a lady in a blue pantsuit ask her, her nose turned up in disgust. “You aren’t supposed to be in here, you’re supposed to be in the back. I should tell Jenny to fire you.”

“Mrs. Slate!” Chris jumped at the woman, while Y/N stood there, flustered, red, and confused. “This is my friend, Y/N. She—she’s not one of the caterers.” he cleared up, the lady narrowing her eyes at her.

She was supposed to be Chris’s mother-in-law?

“Oh,” she murmured. “You just seemed to look like you wore a cheap uniform, so I assumed as much.” she said bitterly, causing Y/N to look down to her feet in embarrassment. The woman walked past them, not bothering to check in, towards the back of the church.

Y/N ignored Scarlett and Anthony’s eyes that were looking at her nervously, as Chris cleared his throat in an attempt to settle the awkwardness.

“A-anyways, let me show you around! Sebastian should be upstairs getting ready, and I’m sure he’d be happy to see you all!” Chris said cheerfully.

Y/N stepped into line behind Scarlett and Anthony, following Chris through the pews to the stairs where Sebastian stood at the top, his eyes cast to the mirror in front of him. He gave a smile to Y/N when he noticed her appearance, glad to see her get into the wedding without too much trouble.

“Hey, you guys.” He greeted, giving his two friends a great friendship hug before giving Y/N a personalized hug of her own. As she went to pull away, he asked her, “You okay?” She nodded.

“Uh, Scarlett, Anthony want to come over and see some … cool stuff?” Chris said awkwardly, but was able to convince his two friends and they left the room, leaving Sebastian and Y/N alone.

“He shouldn’t be marrying her.” Sebastian said, sighing as he sat down on the red leather couch. “You should be the one he’s marrying. He doesn’t love her. I know it. If you would say something—“

UGH! Christine! You ruined my nail polish!

The two jumped in surprise when the shrilly voice of Chris’s bride was heard from the other room. One of the bridesmaids was apologizing profusely, but Jenny was having none of it.

Since you ruined my nail polish, I’ll ruin your whole look with nail polish!

Multiple gasps erupted from the room and two things dropped to the floor, to what Y/N could assume were nail polish bottles. Soon enough, the door of the room opened and Christine was running away with sobs escaping her mouth. She could only imagine that Jenny spilled hot pink and baby blue nail polish not only on her dress but literally on her hair and makeup.

She turned back to Sebastian, who now had an expression that said see-what-I-mean? “Sebastian, don’t say that.” she said, stubbornly ignoring the thoughts of Chris getting on one knee with a ring in his hand, asking for her hand of marriage. “He—he must love her … why else would he marry her? It won’t make sense, then.” she trailed off, her head turning away from him.

“He still loves you even though he has been with Jenny for a long time.” Sebastian stated. “Admit it, you still love him, and you’re afraid to face your feelings.” His voice was stern, and Y/N tensed up, turning her head back to him. “If you don’t say something, you’ll ruin his whole life.”

“I don’t want to ruin their wedding, Sebastian.” Y/N growled, growing angry. Sebastian scoffed and smirked. He stood up and leaned down to her ear. “Trust me,” he whispered. “This isn’t the wedding Chris needs to be in.”


Y/N sat in the pew quietly. Small flower girls tossed an assortment of several flowers. After a few minutes of the little girls prancing around the aisle, tossing enough flower petals to make any allergic person sneeze a couple times, the wedding music began to play.

When the bridesmaids and groomsmen walked down the aisle, Anthony was, unfortunately, missing a partner. Y/N looked away from them, feeling grief for Christine. She looked at Chris on the altar, who nervously tapped his thigh. Their eyes met for a moment, but Y/N looked away quickly to prevent herself from bursting into tears. She’d ruin Jenny’s big day if she looked at him, even if she was already ruining her life from the start.

The bridesmaids and groomsmen stopped across from Sebastian, the bridesmaids eyeing the boy who seemed uninterested in them. Soon all the eyes were on the bride, who looked like a big cotton ball beside her small father. Y/N figured she got all her traits from her mother.

Jenny side-eyed Y/N, hatred burning brightly in her eyes. She watched her smile turn into a nasty look for a moment. Y/N could only look away in embarrassment, losing against their little contest at who was better at being better.

Her eyes met Chris’s again as Jenny took her place next to him. The bridesmaids and groomsmen had to shuffle around to let her gigantic dress through. His eyes twinkled at her for a moment before he turned to the young woman next to him, smiling an obviously fake smile.

Y/N could only look down to her hands. You were not about to ruin her big day.


Y/N stared at the couple as they began to exchange vows, Chris going first.

“I love every,” he paused, glancing at Y/N, but he went unnoticed. “E-every quality that my lovely bride-to-be has. All of her, uh,” he paused again and glanced at his shoes. Y/N’s eyes locked with Sebastian’s. He was looking at her as if he wants her to stand up and stop the whole wedding.

She shook her head and forced her head down.

She wouldn’t ruin their wedding.

“All of her flaws,” Chris gulped, sweating under all the gazes on him. “They’re—they’re not even flaws, to me …” He continued to talk in a shaky manner, and Y/N watched his bride’s expression grow angrier every time he paused, the same time Y/N grew even more upset about the entire situation.

She couldn’t ruin their wedding.

Even if the bride is ruining her life.

She listened to Jenny say her own vows, quickly and every now and then she’d give Chris’s triceps a squeeze, causing his smile to fall a little more every minute.

He truly looked unhappy.

No.

She wouldn’t. She couldn’t.

Then the preacher began to say vows, Chris gulping every time he responded, tugging at the collar of the white dress shirt he wore. Jenny only held and squeezed his arm, clearly trying to calm him down and make him look good on their special day. Her special day.

Y/N knew that he hated it when someone squeezes his arms; he always preferred hugs. She felt terrible for even coming to this wedding, because she just had to do this.

Not for Scarlett, Anthony, Sebastian, or anyone else.

But for herself.

And for Chris.

“Do we have any objections to these two getting married?” the preacher asked. Y/N locked eyes with Sebastian and she gulped nervously. She stood up slowly, inhaling sharply.

“I object to this marriage.”

Y/N looked at Chris who seemed almost … relieved.

“I-I object to this marriage, because—because I know Chris wouldn’t marry a woman like Jenny, who only likes him because of his popularity and wealth.” she said, now feeling the courage she needed bubble inside of her. “Chris is a—a sweet, loving, wonderful guy. A woman like Jenny doesn’t deserve someone as amazing as him.”

Y/N took a deep breath. “I-I had a chance to be with him, but I wasted it away. I want another chance, Chris.” she croaked out. “You aren’t truly happy with her, are you?” she said, her voice strained at the end. Chris took his arm off of Jenny’s, who now stood alone on the altar, mortified and furious.

Y/N could see the smile on Sebastian’s face as Chris walked down the aisle, his face a mixture of happiness, relief, and pain. She didn’t have to wait for him to make the next move, she just hugged him. She felt him cry to her shoulder.

“You ruined my wedding!” Jenny shrieked, racing towards the two, but was quickly stopped by Sebastian, who glowered menacingly at her.

“Am I worthy of a second chance?” Y/N asked, who was now starting to cry. Chris nodded, and she hugged him tighter, burying her face on the crook of his neck. “You spoke up for me, Y/N. Why wouldn’t I give you a second chance?”

Y/N shouldn’t have ruined their wedding, but Jenny would’ve ruined Chris’s life.

When they said, “Speak now.”

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  • Victor and Yuuri take Otabek and Yura to their first pride.

  • Otabek wears the lesbian flag like a cape with a trans flag tank top on. 

  • Yura has smaller pins with the interconnected mars symbols on it and pink, blue, and white nail polish on. 

  • When they walk in Yura is floored by how many people like him there is. Sure, he has Victor and Yuuri..but this scale floors him. 

  • Victor and Yuuri guide them through it and buy them anything their eyes rest on for two seconds. 

  • By the end of it Yuuri has the pride flag painted on his cheek, Victor’s hair is covered in rainbow chalk dust, Otabek has a cute girl’s number, and Yura a tiny pride shirt for his cat. 

  • He also learned that Victor and Yuuri are push overs when it comes to buying him things. 

anonymous asked:

ok can you imagine little dan getting really excited about painting his nails and makes daddy phil help him because ??? quality content

I tried, but it’s still terrible…sorry

💎"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!“ Dan yells excitedly, running through the flat to the office where Phil had been editing a video.

💎"Yes princess?” Phil asks smiling at how cute his baby is.

💎"Can we paint my nails? Pleaseeeeeee daddy?“ Dan smiles brightly and holds out the sparkly pastel pink and blue nail paint

💎Phil smiles and thinks, he still need to finish his video but how could he say no to his baby boy? “Of course we can Danny.” Phil reaches out for the blue paint

💎"One hand blue and the other pink Daddy!“ Dan exclaims and holds out his left hand for Phil to paint, knowing it will be easier for him to paint his right hand.

💎Phil gently takes Dans hand in his own and opens the paint and carefully start painting his nails, getting the least amount as possible on his hands.

💎When Phil finishes Dan looks at them, face lighting up more with excitement, "Thank you Daddy!” Dan exclaims and takes the paint to do the other hand.

💎"Look Daddy!!! Pretty!!!“ Dan says happily when he’s finished, having made a small mess. "Oh no…” he says sadly noticing how he has paint around his nails too. “Fix it Daddy.” He demands sticking out his hand.

💎Phil giggles, “Okay Danny.” He gets a towel and begins cleaning around the nails, fixing the paint the best he can. “There we go princess.” Phil says once he’s finished

💎"Yay! Thank you Daddy.“ Dan leans foreword, careful of his nails and hugs Phil, "You’re the bestest Daddy ever.”

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confusedsapphicmess  asked:

Hellooo, could you do (when you will have time of course) trans sapphic levy headcanon, pls? I really see her being trans and your headcanon are the best, so... thanks :3

Another massive shoutout to @auratw who helped me out again. She’s seriously amazing <3

  • She’d always worn dresses and stuff since she came to Fairy Tail but suffered a lot with misgendering before she arrived at the guild.
  • Jet saying “We need a girl on our team.” and picking her was pretty monumental for tiny Levy. She immediately grew attached to Jet and Droy and they became her closest friends and the first people she came out to as trans (except for Freed).
  • When because of her small size she gets called cute a lot and told that the natural colour of her hair is really pretty which are really affirming statements. 
  • Mira and Evergreen act as big sisters and will take her out to buy make up and new clothes. 
  • Mira taught her to do makeup but in that phase she was really into heavy, dark stuff so Levy ended up looking goth for a while before she bought her own more natural stuff and used the techniques Mira had already taught her to work out the rest. She likes light pink lipstick and blue nail polish to match her hair.
  • Using books and experimentation she made her own magic puberty blockers but later went to Porlyusica for help. During her adult life she goes on to develop both these and her own version of hrt and make it much more accessible even for non-magic users. 
  • Worked out that she was Sapphic a little later on, around the time she was 13. 
  • She read lots of lgbt+ books especially about our history. She was the one who taught the other kids most of the terminology for their sexualities however she wasn’t really sure what fit herself. She definitely loves other girls though and doubts that will change so uses the Sapphic identity. 
  • She’ll change it in the future if something happens/she gets past any internal stuff that’s preventing her from feeling comfortable with more specific identities but for now Sapphic is fine and at 17 you really don’t have to know yourself that well anyway. 
  • Her first girlfriend was Cana when they were around 14. It wasn’t love but it was nice and warm. They broke up on good terms and now exchange advice for wooing girls and generally just chat about how great girls are. 
  • Cana and Gray were the first people she came out to as Sapphic after she taught them what bi was.
  • The only thing she knows she wants for sure with surgeries is breast augmentation since she’s very insecure and dysphoric about her flat chest but the boobs hrt have given her have helped ease the dysphoria for now.
  • As soon as someone starts reducing trans people to their genitals, misgendering, or any transphobia at all she whips out ‘GAG’ and can leave it there for hours while she either educates them or leaves if she doesn’t have the energy.
  • The answer to terfs is ‘FIRE’. 
  • Strives to be the Sapphic trans older sister that Ever was to her for Wendy because she appreciates the impact Ever had on her so much and Wendy deserves the world tbh. 
  • Will end up with a lovely wife living in a house with a personal library happy and satisfied.