If You Like The Word “queer” Reblog.

Just as a reference, these two posts are written by fanfiction loving gay cis men, who have a lot of great first-hand knowledge of the kinds of sex that two people with penises have! They are (used to be?) really well known, but I know a lot of younger folks may be writing fic and have never come across them! Minotaur A well known classic, incredibly informative website with tons of information. Rather dated at this point with regards to the cultural descriptions, but the mechanics are spot on! Gay Sex is All Wrong in Fanfic More recently written (2014), and addresses a lot of misconceptions that tend to pop up in mlm fic written by afab people!

Enjoy!

Yessss I totally agree!! Thank you guys for making our lives more colourful and bringing a broader spectrum of imagination!! Love y'all!! <3 :-* :-*

I feel like we as a society do not appreciate fanfic writers enough. Imagine commiting to something you don't get paid for, not always appreciated, taking up a huge chunk of your time and the worst of all, some a**hole complaining that fanfic writing isn't actual writing.

So, thank you fanfic writers.

Snarky Reaper lol

I can't believe this turned me into mushy goo. Ukw actually I can. It's so frickin fluffy.

For @tootiredmotel's follower celebration, prompt: "is that a threat?"

Suptober Day 11: Pizza Delivery

wc: 695, tags: fluff, marriage proposal (their second proposal because they're already married saps in love)

"Do you know what we need?" Cas asked, fingers grazing against Dean's on the handle of the shopping cart. They were currently in the breakfast cereal aisle; Cas pressed up against Dean's side to let other shoppers pass.

"If you're referencing the list of cereals your son has requested-"

"Our son," Cas corrected, fingertips dancing up the cuff of Dean's sleeve, stroking along the pulsepoint on his husband's wrist.

"Oh, no, when it comes to whatever weird eating habits you and Jack have at 4 in the morning, he's officially your son," Dean replied, turning to face Cas until they were chest to chest.

Sliding his hand further up, Cas traced lazy patterns along the inside of Dean's forearm. "I wasn't talking about the breakfast cereals," he said, far too softly and tenderly for their weekly grocery store run.

"You gonna leave me in suspense or tell me what's on your mind?" Dean asked, nudging forwards until their noses just barely brushed together.

Cas smiled, dotting a couple quick kisses to Dean's lips. "We need a movie date night. Just you and me. Get some pizza delivery, watch a Western movie, curl up under that new blanket we just got."

"Mmm," Dean hummed, wrapping his arms around Cas' neck. "Yeah, I could be persuaded to do that. And if I get a little sidetracked from the movie because I get a little distracted kissing you?"

"Is that a threat?" Cas beamed, stealing a kiss right there in the middle of the grocery store.

"It just might be," Dean grinned against Cas' mouth.

"I'm all yours."

~

Pizza boxes spread out on the table with Dean's legs in Cas' lap and the warm knit blanket wrapped around them, Cas clicked play on the movie. The second the first images began to play, Cas pressed a couple soft kisses to Dean's neck.

"Movie hasn't even started yet and you're already distracting me with kisses," Dean teased, finishing his slice of pizza and tilting his head until he could lazily capture Cas' lips in a little kiss.

Cas hummed in pleasure, melting into the touch before murmuring, "Did you know I love you?"

Laughing, Dean grabbed Cas' hand until their wedding rings clinked together and he squeezed gently. "You'd better, considering you married me."

Something twinkled in Cas' eyes, and he leaned in to kiss Dean even more softly; so tender and slow that Dean absolutely dissolved into the press of their mouths. A kiss so sweet and loving it felt like his chest was going to burst apart with how much he ached with affection for his husband.

"Dean?" Cas reverently breathed his name against his lips between feather-light kisses that had Dean's head spinning.

"Mmhmm?" Dean murmured, tugging Cas closer, pizza and movie already forgotten in the warm embrace of Cas' mouth against his.

"Marry me?" Cas whispered with a kiss so achingly intimate Dean utterly shattered.

"Sweetheart, we're already married," Dean replied, tears welling in his eyes as the air stuttered to a stop in his lungs.

"It's my turn to propose to you." Lips just barely touching, a breath of a kiss dancing between them as their hearts beat as one. "Dean Winchester, marry me again?"

Gasping, Dean was caught between breathless dizziness, tears, and laughter. He'd never been more in love in his entire life. Somehow, Cas stole more of his heart every day, and God, Dean could kiss him forever and it still wouldn't be enough to meld their love together.

"Yes, Cas, oh God, yes." It was sappy, but God, Dean was lovesick and completely smitten. When their lips found each other again, it was so gentle that Dean couldn't bear it; hand grasped tightly to Cas' chest, right over his heart where the usually steady beat was racing against Dean's touch.

"I love you," they both uttered at the same time, completely enamored.

If Dean got to keep calling Cas his husband, he'd marry his angel a million times. When Cas broke the kisses several minutes to press their wedding rings together, he beamed at Dean and murmured, "We're getting married again."

Oh yes, Cas absolutely had all of Dean's heart.

Okay it's time.I've been thinking about him all day. It's finally time that I speak about him out loud.I could never forget and I don't want to either. So here it goes...

My cousin Throckmorton is an amazing skateboarder!

Hope you guys remember him. He's been away for a while and many forgot. But I could never.

– Sherlock Holmes, in The Adventure of the Blanched Soldier

Stephen: what vegetables do you want for dinner tonight?

Harley: Tomato

Peter: haha well Tomato's a fruit so-

Harley: I hate to break this to you but- nothing's a vegetable. Vegetable is just a term that means you can eat it. In botany, nothing's a vegetable. So yeah, a tomato's a berry, but a carrot is just a root. A- and potato's just a tuber. And like- cucumber is just a melon.

Harley: Melons are fruits, in other ways. You're not going to put it in your fruit salad, though. You're not going to put tomato in your fruit salad.

Peter:

Harley: broccoli? broccoli's a fucking flower, dude. We're eating a flower when we eat broccoli.

Peter:

Harley: Kale is just a leaf. So is lettuce.

Peter:

Harley: nothing's a vegetable. vegetables don't exist.