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. :)
CW- Threesome, Price x Ghost x Reader, non-mentioned age gap reader is mid twenties,oral sex(fem receiving), back shots, car sex(I have a serious problem with back shots and car sex), orgasm in mouth, sexual confusion, riding mention, reverse cowgirl mention, masturbation mention,
No because I was genuinely 🔽 thinking of this and I was listening to what you heard and thought it fit my vibe so.
Price and Ghost never questioned love and their sexuality, both the man had only ever been attracted to woman so they just took into assumption that they were straight, never decided explore. At least until they met you, you changed them in many way, ways they never thought they could change, the parts of themselves they thought would stay the same.
One night in the bar, Gaz ditched them for a girl and Soap fell asleep early, so they went alone, something that rarely happened, they barley had alone time since Ghost first joined 141. They sat at the bar and Ghost saw you fidgeting with your camera.
“Dam, look at the lass ova there.” Ghost nudged Price and pointed in your direction.
“Huh, tha’ doll would make a good bird.” Price glanced, a smirk on his face when he laid eyes on you.
“Oh I can tell she’d leave ya chuffed, a gorgeous bird.” Ghost said with a lustful smirk forming on his face and Price hit his arm holding back a laugh, he snicked in response.
Ghost continued to stared, Price looked away not wanting to be creepy, but Ghost couldn’t draw his eyes away from you. Than finally a bartender came behind the counter, your brother, your Irish twin A’mais, who looked like the male version of you. The bartender caught Price’s attention and as he was ordering A’mais noticed Ghost staring at you.
“That’s my sister.” He abruptly paused his conversation with Price catching his attention finally getting him to stop staring which you somehow still didn't notice or did and ignored.
“Oh well that makes sense, ya look just like her. Sorry buddy.” He tried to play it cool like he wasn't staring at you like you were prey.
“It's fine, I see it a lot. It's not hard to talk to her or catch her attention; the hard part is keeping it. So maybe instead of staring try to get and keep her attention.” He surprisingly gave advice, what kind of brother, you must have been pissing him probably needed someone else to deal with you. Your brother then walked off to grab the men’s beers and finally, Ghost decided it was a good time to shoot his shot so he called you over.
You came and the men were quite good at talking to you and were interesting you. They talked about your photography, you brother owning the bar, you owning a feminine care supply store, and their lives in the military. They were just buying you drinks and letting you yap, knowing the things they planned to do to you…
“Fuuuuck! Good, jus’ like tha’ pet.” Ghost's hips bucked sending his massive shaft to the back of your throat. In the backseat of Price's big truck, Price so deep inside of you it felt like he was looking for something, could feel him all in your stomach, his pelvis pressed against your ass, slow aching strokes, his hairy balls stroking over your throbbing puss. Ghost deep inside your throat fucking it so hard it was destined to be sore by morning, his head thrown back and hand burried in your fresh silk press guiding your head up and down.
Price looked up and couldn't draw his eyes away from looking at you and Ghost. Your moans mixed with his, the way his head was thrown back against the seat mouth agape as whimpers and small whispers leaving his mouth, so damn- He was brought back to his senses when you tapped his hand, you wanted him to keep going so he did but couldn't clear his mind. The way Ghost was fucking your mouth, god if only it could be him.
A loud groan left Ghost’s mouth as he impregnated your mouth, filling your throat with his semen. As you drank watermelon, or whatever Bey said. His eyes drifted to Price, the old man pressed on you, fucking you slow and steady, he knew what he was doing, of course the bloke did. He fuked you so carefully but so filling it made Ghost think about what if it was him. You finally hit your climax and it felt different not intense or shocking but filling and peaceful. Small moans left your mouth for them and them only. Eyes slowly closing, Ghost’s cum drying at the corner of your mouth, hair disheveled, mouth agape, and legs squirming you quietly whispered to the men,
“Thank you, both of you.” The men looked down at you and smiled, such a cute thing. They had you, they could share you, they didn't need each other even if they badly wanted you and each other.
The men spent more time with you, secretly nobody knowing but the three of you. The relationship was hot, passionate, and loving, at least that's all you felt. The men felt that but something so much stronger than those feelings was the feeling of confusion. Confused about their feelings for each other, questioning their sexuality, questioning themselves, questioning love in general, it was supposed to be man and woman right? Of course, there was man and man, woman and woman, but two men loving a woman but also each other? They had never heard of such a thing, it stressed them like hell.
The nights spent with the three of you didn't help with the confusion, when you'd be riding reverse cowgirl on Price and Ghost masturbated keeping his eyes on you and acting as if the sound of Price’s groan didn't push him closer to his orgasm. Price watched as Ghost pressed your head into the couch and hammered into you, praising you every second, having to contain his throbbing cock and the thoughts of Ghost handling him like that. When Price would praise and rock you to sleep, the little boy in Ghost yearning to be treated with such care. It confused them for the whole two years the spent with you until one night, they caved.
You were curled up in the sheets, skin soaked in sweat, hair draped over your face, shivering slightly from the aftermath of sex.
“Shh, ‘ts okay sweet girl. Good girl.” Price laid you down on the bed, and you had finally fallen asleep after thirty minutes. He successfully laid you down as carefully as if you were a baby then he looked up at Ghost who had been staring at the interaction with desire and admiration all over his sweaty face.
“Finally fell asleep, did she?”
“Bout time, she's good at fightin’ it” They chuckled then a veil of silence fell over the room and they locked eyes, all the emotions pouring out silently, the desire, the want, the need for each other. They somehow had a whole conversation without saying a word.
Price couldn't hold back much longer; when he wanted something, he got it, and he wanted Ghost bad. Price grabbed Ghost face and pressed his lips on his. He paused when his lips were suddenly on the old man’s but he didn't fight, he gave in and let Price guide the hot passionate kiss. His fingers dragged through Price’s bread as he was pulled to lie on top of the man, Price’s hands traveled to the back of his head and curled his fingers in the dirt blonde hair holding his head down not allowing him to even attempt to pull away.
Price pulled him back by his hair and a satisfied smile was on his face. He slowly and gently lowered Ghost's head, Ghost pressed kisses on his body the lower he was pushed down till he was at his thick shaft, and he pulled it out of the confinement of Price’s boxer and with a controlled excitement he began to suck the tip, drawling a moan out of the man. Price smirked and felt so good he didn't even think about the regret he'd feel the next morning.
“Good boy, just like tha’ for ya daddy.”
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A/n-Please tell me y'all see the vision like Ghost being a hurt traumatized man and only Daddy father figure Price sees the little boy in him and cares for him like how Ghost yearns for. Then reader would be both of their little girl, the glue, the reason they explored more, and they would treat her like a queen, then overall Price is the big dom. I discovered this option and thought it was interesting please tell me if y'all like it, like the little boy Simon and father figure Price!!? I need to know🥲😭!
I've seen people (on other platforms) talking about how Constantine's relationships with men aren't taken as seriously as his relationship with women (which are more fleshed out and have a deeper emotional connection). I totally agree, but after some thought, I don't think the solution is to give him the same relationships but with men. I wish the stories really go into why he has different relationships with different genders. Explore stuff like internalized homophobia, or trauma from the abuse he's suffered at the hands of men, or maybe his alienation within the queer community due to biphobia. I feel it would make a lot of sense for the character, especially in the Hellblazer style of stories where everything is super political
Ambessa is not a butch. Canonically she is a bisexual woman who is very feminine. She just also happens to be a warlord. She can be soft and lovable. She loves being a mother. Headcanons are fun but I find it hard to read them, or just fics in general, when they call her a butch. Now I do enjoy some of them, but it’s mainly due to the fact that it seems like people are completely ignoring who she is and labeling her whatever simply because she’s muscular and that’s not ok. Also, whether you know it or not that feeds into stereotypes about Black women. It is that serious. I wish it wasn’t but…we don’t live in that kind of world. Show me her wearing dresses, picking out jewelry, applying makeup, getting her hair done….These are things we know she does from the book and show alone. Imma have to open up my docs cuz we definitely need more fem Ambessa fics out there.🧍🏾♀️
Figured I'd make a HR fic (based off book). Also, I need to feed my bisexual brothers. Had inspo by...1, 2, 3 country songs! (I don't know how Ilya and reader would meet, so I made two. Read the blue or orange text first, then black.) TW: I don't see any, LMK.
~In-season Beginning~
So, NHL doesn't have a halftime. You were asked to perform before the match. Classic celebrity co-branding. Now, this is a match up in Montreal, so the chances of anyone hearing a south western twangy voice in person is low.
Ilya is no exception. When he first heard you singing, it was a new thing. Even though he spent a long time in Boston, your accent is different from the ones he heard there. (Obviously, Massachusetts is miles up north).
Anyways, after performing a mashup of some songs, and the match ending, there's always the meet 'n greet with VIP fans. You weren't in your forte, so you were pretty much off to the side. Not to say you were forgotten, there were plenty of fans that met up with you.
After all was done (Marlow asked for a picture of you and the whole team), Ilya came up to you, bluntly asking if you wanted to go out. Both of you looked up each other (you looked up both teams that played in the match) online, and found out y'all had no s/o.
You agreed. Of course, you had other concerts down south, so a simple number exchange would have to suffice. Meanwhile, you could just tag along with him to any events, team and family outings, or just with him during the remaining days.
After a few months of texting each other, calling, secret visiting, y'all became a couple.
~Vacation Beginning~
After winning the last match of the season, Ilya decided that a break in the warm countryside would be very much needed. He booked an Airbnb on a high-end ranch that was on the south of the U.S., as he decided that it'd be interesting to see the stereotypical cowboy and horse western town. Plus, if he then wanted to visit Mexico, (who wouldn't) it would be more close to him.
After a LOOONG plane ride, he finally reaches his destination- a large farm with a house up front, and smaller houses to the side. No doubt for the guests. When he finished settling his things down, he went down to the ranch- it was open for the wealthy public.
Despite the mild jet lag, he was still up to check some of the late dusk activities- produce stands, corn maze, petting zoo, and line dancing. In this version of the introduction, I feel like you would be more indie than mainstream, but still a celebrity to some degree.
Ilya would walk around taking it in; enjoying the ambience and giving selfies with the occasional fan. (Hockey isn't as popular, so he's less recognizable).
Out in a portable stage was you, singing with people up front listening/dancing. Ilya was drawn in by you, so half of the time he spent close to the concert area. He came up to you during a break, asking if he and you could meet up together sometime (may or may have not used his position as Team Captain of the B.B. to charm you).
You agreed. Luckily for you both, the next day you only worked the dusk shift again, so you were free morning, afternoon, and early evening. During which time, you gave him a tour of the area. You used to work as one of the farmboys, so needless to say, you knew the place and people well.
The next few days went like this- Ilya and you going out on small dates on the farm, sometimes to nearby towns, doing activities, and then you having to work. Ilya would sometimes listen to you, or do his own thing. Eventually, he had to leave, so y'all exchanged digits.
After a few months of texting each other, calling, secret visiting, y'all became a couple.
~Relationship~
🏒First things first, if y'all decided to announce your relationship to the public right after forming it, it would've been Ilya's suggestion. If you haven't come out, the relationship would've been private.
🤠If you come out (if you hadn't already), you'll def sing a song about a male partner. (Most of your songs before were gender neutral. Some about a female partner.)
🏒Now that you're together, each of your fame rises. Bc of the unlikely pairing- a Russian hockey player and country singer in a same-sex male relationship? Unheard of! Fortunately, the majority of both fan bases are accepting.
🤠Speaking of, the two of you are very much involved in each other's careers.
🏒You always get a seat in the VIP box during one of Ilya's games, and whenever he makes a goal, he glances up at you in that stupidly charming grin, pushing you to cheer him on.
🤠After each game, when the team heads out on a celebratory dinner with friends/family, you go along with them. You sometimes interact with fans, only before and after the matches.
🏒When he's free, it's mandatory that you learn how to ice skate- either as leisure or playful one-on-one games with him. He'll obviously teach you how, his soft side sometimes slipping out.
🤠If Ilya has the time, he will also go to your concert tours. Sometimes up front, or in the backstage. You have written songs inspired and dedicated to him, earning awwws and coos from your audience when you announce it.
🏒During backstage meet and greets with fans after concerts, Ilya will, without shame, also sell himself. No harm though, you're used to it, the listeners (and your managers) love it, and he does so moderation. He can and will make cameos in one or two of your music videos.
🤠You'll still visit your home state and community, with Ilya going with you. When visiting your farm, (the one you grew up with, not one you own) Ilya will be more than down to play and work with the animals and plants.
A/N: Finally, my contribution to the Heated Rivalry fandom
Evan “Buck” Buckley is a main character from 9-1-1! He is canonically bisexual and has an ex-boyfriend named Tommy Kinard, as well as four ex-girlfriends named Natalia Dollenmeyer, Taylor Kelly, Ali Martin and Abigail Clark. He also kissed Lucy Donato and hooked up with Jesse and “Groovyheels”.
