Me Starting Season 2 Of Rizzoli & Isles: Well, Surely This Show Can't Get Any More Gay! Plot Twist: It

I love the power Maura has over Jane. Since it was not enough to see the series, I have seen it again analyzing each part and each interaction between Maura and Jane and, I find it fascinating how maura is the boss of the relationship, Every time Jane does something Maura doesn't like she just gives her a look and Jane starts making excuses and explaining herself Which I find super interesting because she doesn't behave that way with men, she doesn't let herself be bossed around and she doesn't let them hesitate either, but instead when she's with Maura or in some case, Always defend and let Maura be the boss Also the power of conviction that Jane has over Maura In short, they are a couple, they got married in Paris and live together with bass and a son. Which is giving me an idea for a little drawing hehe I apologize for the drawings I make, I promise to upload something of quality when I have time

just manifesting

watches and rewatches the oa over and over until a third season miraculously appears

Something something drawing attention to the neck something hairtossing as mating something

Now with VeryAccurate™ image descriptions

There was no space left on the couch. It was Maura's couch, in Maura's house, and it was Sunday night and most of the Rizzolis were over - even Lydia and TJ - and most of the Martins were over as well, Cailin and Hope clustered around Angela, the three Rizzoli siblings on the couch, watching the game.

It was Maura's house, and there was nowhere for her to sit.

Years ago she'd have probably left, even though it was her house, not expecting anyone to notice, but Jane looked up and caught Maura's eye, brow furrowed, and Maura walked over and sat in Jane's lap.

Tommy and Frankie looked over for a moment, but there was a yell from the tv that had the Rizzoli siblings distracted immediately. Maura wondered if Jane had even noticed, but Jane's hand rested on her back to steady Maura when Jane leaned forward to grab her beer, pulled Maura closer whenever someone scored. Maura heard a slap, then a whine from Tommy.

"I wasn't gonna say nothin'," he complained, and Jane chuckled lowly.

When Maura looked up, Hope and Angela were staring at them they way they'd been staring at TJ all night - like they were witnessing something precious.

"Pleasure of Business" Fanfic - Smut but make it an Incredibly well written Love Story, as well!

Title of Fic: "Pleasure of Business"

Author:  TheWillOfMythal

Fandom/Pairing: "Orange Is the New Black", Alex Vause/Piper Chapman

Synopsis: Young, beautiful Piper Chapman is a businesswoman on her way up, having founded her own enterprise together with her good friend Polly, is dared by said good friend to visit a high-class, females-only sex club. She awkwardly tries to appear unimpressed but then she is approached by the owner of the establishment itself: Mysterious, sophisticated Alex Vause, who is also amazingly handsome, starts talking to the flustered newcomer and only a little while later, Piper finds herself signing a contract for lessons, err, sessions in sexual pleasure. Alex normally does not take on clients herself, but because her employees are all fully booked, she decides to make an exception (yeah, like that's the only reason Al, come on!) and thus, the two women find themselves together under the most erotic, but also kinda bizzare circumstances of having a client/mistress relationship. While Alex tries, at first, to maintain a stricly professional attitude, Piper soon finds herself absolutely smitten with the older woman who oh so expertly teaches her how to have not only highly satisfying intimate encounters, but who is also considerate, empathic and remarkably clever. The storytelling is excellent, the creative plot makes it all the more intruiging and the character development is so, so believable and really does the characters justice. And well, yeah, the smut is not to be scoffed at, either! Not everybody can write intimate scenes that are not only hooooot times ten but also depict the character's emotions and their growing feelings for each other so masterly.

Rating: M

https://www.fanfiction.ws/s/13005797/1/Pleasure-of-Business

Honestly I'm currently only rewatching older Law and Order: SVU seasons but I will very likely never watch the new ones without Amanda Rollins in it! She seriously is one of the best, nuanced, most complex characters of the show and watching her growth and her development really was one of the best parts of the later seasons, so why exactly let such an interesting character go???? I could warm to Amaro and Rollins and even Carisi, but I'm not interested in doing that again and again. It's like Grey's Anatomy, at some point I simply stop caring when they introduce new characters because it's just not the same anymore...

Every time I remember Kelli Giddish is leaving I start seething. Rollisi was just getting to a pivotal moment and I want to scream, Mariska fought for her and who is this new dillweed who thinks Rollins is the one who needs to leave. Rollins is one of the most complex characters on svu and she has had so much growth the last 3 seasons learning to love and be loved, I cannot fathom this reasoning

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.

what’s the point of it all?

My first attempt at writing FanFiction myself :)

So I've really been wanting to get back into writing. I've actually started to write poetry again after a years-long break but I'm also trying to do stuff that is somewhat light and more "fun", and after discovering my love for fanfiction, I am now trying to give it a go!

So this is my veery first fanfic and updates will happen - hopefully - probably every couple of days. I know that I'll write only sapphic content so that's probably somewhat niche, especially because with Law and Order: SVU, there doesn't seem too much of a femslash-fandom, but I guess I write mostly for myself anyway so yeah: Rolivia, here we go!

Oh, my story is set in an alternative universe where Rollins is a teacher and Olivia a school principal.

Trigger warning for later mentions of sa and self-destructive behaviors (e.g. alcoholism), PTSD

I guess it will be mostly comfort/hurt, romance, but in a somewhat darker way maybe?

"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion." – Albert Camus