Post by newwwwusername on Jun 9, 2023 9:57:01 GMT
Additional warning : Hangover
Prompt : In which either a gay male character or a lesbian character struggles with internalized homophobia and either their partner or a friend helps them
Chronology : Post-canon
Headcanons : Bisexual!Roxie, Lesbian!Velma
Once they were touring together, it was pretty inevitable that Roxie and Velma would end up fucking.
Sure enough, a few weeks in, they both got super plastered after a show and suddenly Velma's hand was down the blonde's pants and it only went downhill from there.
The next morning, Roxie woke up and was suddenly overcome with disgust at what she and the other woman had done.
"Oh, shit" she breathed out as she realized. Velma, ever the light sleeper, woke up at the first word.
"I have the worst fucking headache" she complained, not yet realizing the crisis her... Business partner was currently experiencing.
"Shit, shit, shit" Roxie repeated a few times before rushing to the bathroom of the hotel they were staying in and vomiting into the toilet. Not because of the alcohol, though.
"You good in there?" Velma called out halfheartedly as she got up and wobbled into the kitchen to get water and make breakfast.
"Fuck off!" Roxie called back. Velma rolled her eyes, still not catching onto the fact that Roxie was panicking.
It wasn't until Roxie left the bathroom that she fully took in how disheveled and freaked out the woman was.
"You okay?"
"What the fuck did we do last night!?"
"What didn't we do is the real question..."
"Velma, I'm serious!"
"We fucked" Velma told her bluntly and Roxie looked about ready to puke again. "Chill out, blondie. You're perfectly decent in bed"
"I can't... We can't-"
"It won't happen again if you don't want it to" Velma reassured her as she looked over the eggs she had in the pan. "Fuck, I think these might be a little burnt"
"I'm not supposed to... You're a girl, and-"
"Are you okay with burnt eggs?"
"Are you even listening to me!?" Roxie asked, pissed off. Velma looked at her again, her expression unreadable.
"What do you think is so bad about us having sex?" Velma asked her, though she didn't seem particularly judgmental. "Seriously, blondie. You've fucked plenty of people before"
"No girls"
"So?" Velma asked. "No one saw us. We're fine"
"But, I'm not supposed to-"
"You murdered your side piece and having sex with a girl is where you draw the line?" Velma asked, laughing slightly. Roxie went quiet. "Seriously, Rox. You're fine" she tried to assure to the best of her ability. Luckily, Roxie seemed to be calming down slightly. "Now get back in bed. I fucked you I might as well be a good one-night-stand and serve you breakfast like a gentleman"
"No man's ever done that before..."
"Well, I'm not a man, sweet pea" Velma replied with a slick smile. "Seriously, go back to bed before I drag you there"
"Yes, ma'am"
Prompt : In which either a gay male character or a lesbian character struggles with internalized homophobia and either their partner or a friend helps them
Chronology : Post-canon
Headcanons : Bisexual!Roxie, Lesbian!Velma
Once they were touring together, it was pretty inevitable that Roxie and Velma would end up fucking.
Sure enough, a few weeks in, they both got super plastered after a show and suddenly Velma's hand was down the blonde's pants and it only went downhill from there.
The next morning, Roxie woke up and was suddenly overcome with disgust at what she and the other woman had done.
"Oh, shit" she breathed out as she realized. Velma, ever the light sleeper, woke up at the first word.
"I have the worst fucking headache" she complained, not yet realizing the crisis her... Business partner was currently experiencing.
"Shit, shit, shit" Roxie repeated a few times before rushing to the bathroom of the hotel they were staying in and vomiting into the toilet. Not because of the alcohol, though.
"You good in there?" Velma called out halfheartedly as she got up and wobbled into the kitchen to get water and make breakfast.
"Fuck off!" Roxie called back. Velma rolled her eyes, still not catching onto the fact that Roxie was panicking.
It wasn't until Roxie left the bathroom that she fully took in how disheveled and freaked out the woman was.
"You okay?"
"What the fuck did we do last night!?"
"What didn't we do is the real question..."
"Velma, I'm serious!"
"We fucked" Velma told her bluntly and Roxie looked about ready to puke again. "Chill out, blondie. You're perfectly decent in bed"
"I can't... We can't-"
"It won't happen again if you don't want it to" Velma reassured her as she looked over the eggs she had in the pan. "Fuck, I think these might be a little burnt"
"I'm not supposed to... You're a girl, and-"
"Are you okay with burnt eggs?"
"Are you even listening to me!?" Roxie asked, pissed off. Velma looked at her again, her expression unreadable.
"What do you think is so bad about us having sex?" Velma asked her, though she didn't seem particularly judgmental. "Seriously, blondie. You've fucked plenty of people before"
"No girls"
"So?" Velma asked. "No one saw us. We're fine"
"But, I'm not supposed to-"
"You murdered your side piece and having sex with a girl is where you draw the line?" Velma asked, laughing slightly. Roxie went quiet. "Seriously, Rox. You're fine" she tried to assure to the best of her ability. Luckily, Roxie seemed to be calming down slightly. "Now get back in bed. I fucked you I might as well be a good one-night-stand and serve you breakfast like a gentleman"
"No man's ever done that before..."
"Well, I'm not a man, sweet pea" Velma replied with a slick smile. "Seriously, go back to bed before I drag you there"
"Yes, ma'am"