Imagine If Rizzles Had A 30 Second Trailer…

Jane had been off all night. Maura had asked twice and had been shut down abrasively. When they left The Dirty Robber, Maura didn't want to invite Jane home with her, even though she still wanted to know what was wrong.

But Jane asked, and Maura was polite so she said yes.

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"I'm going to head out." Jane had nursed one beer all evening, and said nothing else. Jane stood, and Maura stood to walk her out, knowing better than to ask again or to offer Jane to stay over.

Jane ducked her head quickly as Maura was distracted by the door and kissed her. Maura left the door alone, turning in Jane's arms.

Jane was tall and muscular and strong and she kissed hard and fierce, like she was trying to prove something. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't great, and Jane's hands were under Maura's shirt already somehow, like Jane was a teenage boy and she'd driven Maura home after a movie or something. Like they were waiting for Maura's parents to open the front door and catch them making out.

The only parent here was Jane's, though, and she was still at work.

Jane pulled away, her face a bright red blush.

"Um. Goodnight," Jane said, fumbling with the door behind her, unable to look away. Maura could have mercy and let her go. She could open the door and allow herself time to process. Or she could question Jane. There were so many questions, and she didn't know where to start.

"Did you mean to do that?" Maura asked, and Jane nodded, her eyes wide and a little scared now, still fumbling for the lock behind her. "Is there a reason you meant to do that?"

Jane slouched against the door and groaned.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just wanted to know what it was like. Just once. Just to see if I liked it. And I didn't want to talk about it."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Did you like it?"

Jane's eyes caught Maura's lips and she nodded slowly, her eyes worried but her mouth stretching into a smile.

"Yeah. Yeah, I did."

"Well I didn't. Is that how you kiss men?"

Jane shrugged, looking down at her books, utterly dejected.

"Do you even like men? If that's how you kiss men, I'm pretty sure you don't."

"I like you," Jane said quietly.

"And I didn't like kissing you. It was like kissing a man. All action and no finesse." Maura stepped closer, and Jane shrank back against the door, looking so terrified that Maura almost had mercy.

Almost.

"If I wanted to be kissing a man, I'd be kissing a man right now. But I'd rather kiss you."

She brought herself close to Jane, who was desperately pressed against the door behind her. She leaned forward, licking her lips, letting her breath flow through Jane's open mouth, watching her sharp inhale. She raised a hand and brushed Jane's unruly hair behind her ear, then leaned forward again, dragging her lips across Jane's pulsing jugular, feeling the tilt of Jane's hips into her as she did. She pressed a few little kisses along Jane's jaw, hearing her strangled whimpers and smirking to herself. Then she drew back a little, focused on Jane's mouth and closed the distance with her lips.

Jane had been all tongue and teeth, but she clung desperately to Maura's forearms, resting on the door either side of Jane's head, delicious little moans drawn from her throat as Maura gently pressed closed mouth kisses against Jane's lips until they parted for her, Jane's breath uneven, her hands finding purchase on Maura's hips and pulling her closer, the heat of her pelvis nearly burning against Maura's belly. Maura introduced her tongue to the mix, slowly and tenderly cataloguing Jane's lips and teeth and tongue, catching Jane's lower lip between her teeth and gently tugging until she felt Jane's knees buckle.

She pulled away, but not far.

"That's how you kiss a woman, Jane. Like she's precious. Like she's worth taking your time with her. Like you value her emotionally," Maura informed her. She looked Jane over; she was a mess, her face and chest flushed bright red, her legs trembling, keeping herself upright with her grip on Maura. Her lips were plump and dark from the increased blood flow, and Maura could feel the way Jane was straining not to press her pelvis any harder into her. Jane nodded slowly, as though she hadn't heard a word, her eyes fixed on Maura's mouth. Maura could finish Jane off fully clothed without even touching her, but she had mercy.

Or maybe she was being just a little bit mean, letting Jane leave in such a state.

"Goodnight," Maura said, reaching behind Jane and unlocking the door. She saw Jane's shoulders slump as she peeled herself away from Maura, reaching for the door handle.

"You know, your legs look unsteady. Perhaps you'd better not drive home. You know you're always welcome to stay."

Jane looked down at her hopefully, and Maura knew suddenly how Korsak felt, all those helpless puppies giving him those hopeful eyes.

"I can?"

"Only if you plan on kissing me again." Maura wondered how much of the rush Jane had been in was Catholic guilt and repressed homophobia, and how much of it had been sheer nerves. But Jane turned the lock with confidence and pushed Maura back gently, all the way back to the kitchen counter.

"Oh, I plan to. I plan to kiss you like a woman." Jane's grin was wicked, but her hands were gentle.

Jane's eyes searched Maura's face, dropping down to her lips, followed by Jane's mouth, soft and sure this time, like she had all the time in the world.

"Thin Frames" - a Cabenson Fanfic full of suspense, sexiness and sweet moments!

Title of Fic: "Thin Frames"

Author: DAxilla (rest in peace <3 Your works of (fan)fiction have touched so many hearts and continue to do so!)

Fandom/Pairing: "Law and Order: Special Victims Unit", Olivia Benson/Alexandra Cabot

Synopsis: Not an alternative universe here - in this story, Olivia is working as the dedicated detective she is while Alex is exactly the passionate and ambitious ADA we've all come to love on the show! However, DAxilla gives us just what our hearts need: a beautiful, very well written, emotional love story between these two beauties. She manages to convey their thoughts and feelings with depth and never strays Out of Character, but at the same time, the fic is not your typical slow burn - however, there are still some major bump in the road to domestic bliss and hapiness because Alex is scared of letting Olivia in while Olivia has a hard time figuring the younger woman out. All of this is settled into the crime plot of the fic that really would make a great SVU episode! While the Cabenson moments in this fic are priceless (and the main reason we've all read it, c'mon!), the storyline based around the brutal mutilation and murder of upper-class business woman Samantha Wainscott, who also happens to be the daughter of Judge Wainscott, is such a creative one and composed with so much care, knowledge and detail that it left me awestruck more than once!

It's not as slow-paced as your typical slow-burn but at 31 chapters long, I can guarantee you that it makes for an compelling story that will have you go through aaaalll kinds of emotions.

I can't even express my gratitude that such brilliant pieces of FanFiction exist - and this fic is also the one that truly makes me yearn for a show that openly portrays the relationship between a strong, caring, badass detective and her beautiful, intelligent, sophisticated, no-nonsense blonde ADA girlfriend!

Rating: M

Hey you know what's super funny about the idea of "good bi rep"?

For a character to be canonically bi you have to make sure and establish that they're attracted to multiple genders. Not all mediums allow you to get inside every character's head or show what they're thinking. Flirting can be read ambiguously, and god forbid they flirt with a character who's not into them and be read as pushy or predatory. So it can be super handy to just mention an ex or two! But you better not mention too many exes because that would make them a slutty bisexual which is (checks notes) bad, and you definitely better be careful about making them poly, because that might make them, uh... greedy. Oh, and those exes? They better be perfectly amiable breakups with no conflict or drama, because it's bad to represent queer people in toxic or abusive relationships (especially queer women! very bad), and you definitely can't have them have lost a partner if the partner was queer because that's "bury your gays..." You should probably also eliminate all trauma from their backstory, just to be safe. You should probably also make sure they're not involved in crime, deception, or anything of the sort, because that would make them "deviant" and a stereotype.

But don't worry! Once you've carefully crafted your nice, monogamous, experienced-but-not-too-experienced Lawful Good bi character, you will be rewarded with your audience deeming them "boring" and quickly passing them over for other characters. :)

Louder for the people in the back, plz

I think something that a lot of people fail to accept is that.....people need to be treated like human beings regardless of situation. "fat people are ok....if they're healthy" "addicts are okay....if they're successfully recovering" "homeless people are okay.....if they're trying hard enough/they're not addicts/they're not gross" . like none of these conditions take away somebody's humanity. but when you add these "ifs", you do make respecting someone else as a literal fucking person conditional. empathy or just any level of understanding is seen as something that has to be Earned in these situations . and it sounds so simple, even obvious, but then you think about it and it is just a really widespread line of thinking.

And I'm still waiting for Liv to finally come out of that closet and marry her darling Alex Cabot 😭

IF Elliot and Olivia finally smash faces on the 26th after two fucking decades - just know that I will literally never fucking shut up about it. 

As bad as I was when Rollisi finally got their heads out of their asses, I will be unbearable with EO

"Warm Milk" - a Rizzles Fanfic that has it ALL: intimacy • growth • romance • fluff • sexy times

Title of Fic: "Warm Milk"

Author: YoDrDeath

Fandom/Pairing: "Rizzoli & Isles", Maura Isles and Jane Rizzoli ("Rizzles")

TW: mentions of past abuse, r*pe, PTSD

Synopsis: This fic is based around season 1 & 2 and follows Jane and Maura on their journey from friends & co-workers to becoming a romantic couple. Jane Rizzoli was not only cruelly haunted by Hoyt, but also s*xually assaulted. Maura Isles wants to help the person who is becoming the best friend she's ever had, but she also can't deny her own attraction to Jane who is still suffering from nightmares, flashbacks and severe anxiety. When Maura gently suggests to aid Jane in the process of becoming more okay again with vulnerability - especially regarding sexual intimacy -, the detective is hesitant, maybe even appalled, at first. But she can't quite get Maura's idea out of her head and so, the two women find themselves in one of their bedroomes, talking about stuff Jane is scared of and Maura starts developing a plan to guide her dear friend. At first, all they do is talk. They talk about sexual encounters, about what Jane would like, what would feel good and why, it starts out harmless enough. But of course, their conversations turn a little more heated very soon, and then, slowly, the touching starts, too. And finally, both women realize that they want more which understandably is horribly frightening and confusing for Jane. But on the other hand, Maura is her safe place. She trusts the medical examiner more and more, she finds herself aching for her presence and aching for her touches.

This story beautifully explores their blossoming relationship and the difficultites they have to face. It is a heartwarming, clever, tender story about true love, and it deals with difficult but extremely important issues like consent, PTSD, boundaries and sexual epression. It is the story about Jane, the surivor of a horrific assault, that changes her life forever but that does not take away her personality and her ability to love fully and desire intimacy - physical and emotional. Somehow, this story delicately manages to walk the fine line between the really dark stuff, the beauty of love blossoming in the most unexpected places under the most unexpected circumstances and also captures this really passionate, intense moments between our two favorite ladies.

Rating: M

Why do I feel so called out?

does anyone else get that horrible feeling when ur watching a show that you like, but you can feel the heterosexual romance building up, u know the signs, and it’s like ur in a horror movie except instead of a monster it’s the protagonists annoying boyfriend to be