I think the whole “lesbians vs bisexuals” thing is fucking stupid and people on both sides need to realize that other LGB women aren’t the enemy, BUT it does bother the hell out of me when I see bisexual women doing everything they can to make sure everyone knows they’re TOTALLY NOT GAY. Like, I get that erasure sucks and being read as something you’re not sucks (people always think I’m Straighty McHeterosexual, I get it) but if you’re so desperate for people to know that you’re absolutely totally not gay or if you flip out over the terms “gay relationship” or “gay marriage” being applied to a same-sex relationship…maybe consider why you’re so opposed to being categorized with gay women.
yeah hello bi woman here
i’m opposed to being categorized as a lesbian because lesbians treat us like shit and exclude us from lgbt spaces for not being gay enough, and claim that bi women’s sexuality exists for male consumption, and blame us for our own rape and abuse
so just a suggestion: maybe you should go call them out for being divisive and biphobic instead of demonizing bi women for not wanting to be associated with people who treat them like literal trash
Jaime pulled away. “He is still my brother.” He shoved his stump at her face, in case she failed to see it. “And I am in no fit state to be killing anyone.”
“You have another hand, don’t you? I am not asking you to best the Hound in battle. Tyrion is a dwarf, locked in a cell. The guards would stand aside for you.”
The thought turned his stomach. “I must know more of this. Of how it happened.”
“You shall,” Cersei promised. “There’s to be a trial. When you hear all he did, you’ll want him dead as much as I do.” She touched his face. “I was lost without you, Jaime. I was afraid the Starks would send me your head. I could not have borne that.” She kissed him. A light kiss, the merest brush of her lips on his, but he could feel her tremble as he slid his arms around her. “I am not whole without you.”
HAHAHAHA THESE MOTHERFUCKING BASTARDS ACTUALLY TURNED ANOTHER CONSENSUAL SEX SCENE INTO A RAPE SCENE
THAT IS JUST FUCKING LOVELY.
WHY THE HELL AM I WATCHING THIS FUCKING SHOW?
“Hurry,” she was whispering now, “quickly, quickly, now, do it now, do me now. Jaime Jaime Jaime.” Her hands helped guide him. “Yes,” Cersei said as he thrust, “my brother, sweet brother, yes, like that, yes, I have you, you’re home now, you’re home now, you’re home.” She kissed his ear and stroked his short bristly hair. Jaime lost himself in her flesh. He could feel Cersei’s heart beating in time with his own, and the wetness of blood and seed where they were joined.
But no sooner were they done than the queen said, “Let me up. If we are discovered like this . . . ”
Reluctantly he rolled away and helped her off the altar. The pale marble was smeared with blood. Jaime wiped it clean with his sleeve, then bent to pick up the candles he had knocked over. Fortunately they had all gone out when they fell. If the sept had caught fire I might never have noticed.
The world needs a few psychopaths, keeps the rest of us on our t o e s.
Serve and obey, he told himself, and he’ll let you live, and keep the parts that you still have.