rest in peace a league of their own (2022) you would have loved and deserved the same treatment the gay ice hockey show is getting

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rest in peace a league of their own (2022) you would have loved and deserved the same treatment the gay ice hockey show is getting
emotional maturity gap will ruin your life.
Y’all can argue all you want about JJ being straight or not and I respect it. I do. But Emily at JJ and Will’s wedding in the season 7 finale was the most yearningest yearner to ever yearn and I will kill whomsoever approaches me on that hill. Like, they show Emily FIVE SEPARATE TIMES pacing the outside of the reception, looking (IMHO) at JJ dancing with Will. LOOK. AT. HER.
And the song?? “Nothing is ever as it seems” as one of the repeating lyrics?? While Emily is shown dancing with everyone after she gives up staring and decides to pretend to have fun even though she so clearly feels alone??? Girl. This bitch gay as hell for JJ and as far as I’m concerned, it’s canon. Pry it at your own risk.
Anyway thanks for coming to my TED talk
Need to be strapped against that table while she holds my head down or up against that interrogation glass
The thing about fanfiction (about reading, in general, but there is this specificity of fanfiction centering around inner thoughts, around vulnerability and fears that is rarely found in published works) that people don’t realize, is how powerful it is to help you understand yourself.
I remember talking to my first psychiatrist, and how she seemed a bit perplex at the lucidity I had around my traumas and how matter of fact I could be. She called me “highly functional”.
And it’s not something that is easy to explain to people that do not know what fandom can do, that just see it as something silly, or horny, or superficial.
I saw myself through the prism of so many people, I found words to put on hazy feelings in so many others’ voices. When I am alone in a feeling, I know what to read, which characters has my flaws, and I can go hunt for the exact right text to make me feel less alone, to verbalize what’s eating me, to feel understood, loved by a stranger. And I can read about them have a happy ending.
So you know, thank you for existing, and thank you for this weird microcosm of strangers keeping each other afloat <3
we've got a life to love living.
advice that has literally saved and improved my life
And thats it!
It was quite the adventure, been working on this for a while! thank you to everybody who supported me throughout this whole process. A very VERY special thanks to all my patrons who literally made this possible!
See you soon for the next one.... buy full comic on patreon buy full comic on gumroad
part 1
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I would do WHATEVER she wants 🥵🥵
me trying to act normal, but she's an older woman in a position of authority.
i'm so gay for older women.
silver hair Emily Prentiss >>>
ib: @yourmomssidepiece <3 CHECK OUT HER BLOG!
silver fox emily prentiss
was it casual when you dreamed about emily coming to save you and she actually did
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she was literally your dream come true.
The intimacy of answering the phone “Hey you.” The intimacy of stopping to wait when someone needs to tie their shoe. The intimacy of knowing when someone’s voice is thick with worry or sleep. The intimacy of singing (badly) with someone in the car. The intimacy of huddling together under a shelter/umbrella. The intimacy of instantly recognising someone’s handwriting. The intimacy of trying to make plans and, “Oh no we can’t, you’re working that day.” The intimacy of matching your pace to theirs as you walk. The intimacy of being there for someone as they cry. The intimacy of “How did you know that?” “Because I know you.” The intimacy of feeling someone’s warmth through their clothes when you hug. The intimacy of being given change that’s warm from the heat of someone else’s hand. The intimacy of shared, comfortable silence. The intimacy of knowing how someone would react. The intimacy of keeping the radio off when someone falls asleep on a long car journey. The intimacy of sharing one earbud each. The intimacy of noticing someone’s nervous habits. The intimacy of “I had a dream about you.” The intimacy of inside jokes. The intimacy of feeding someone food as they drive (or really any other time). The intimacy of knowing just how someone likes their tea/coffee. The intimacy of trying something new together and having no idea what you’re doing; the shared hesitancy. The intimacy of someone saying “Text me when you’re home safe.” The intimacy of someone falling asleep next to you. On your shoulder. In your company. The intimacy of sharing secrets in the nighttime, because 3am will never tell. The intimacy of someone’s pet recognising you and coming over to say hello. The intimacy of “This made me think of you.” The intimacy of borrowing a jacket still warm from their body heat. The intimacy of seeing someone’s unfocused eyes when they first wake up. The intimacy of ordering food and “shall we share it?” The intimacy of someone sharing the meaning behind their tattoos. The intimacy of just looking at someone and dissolving into laughter together.
i need her to smoke me like a blunt