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@emmallew8.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 12:42 AM

Don’t forget Ella Purnell #bipanic

@macbhowlin.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 12:24 PM

Muscle Women~ 🤤
But damn big leaking morning wood~ #bipanic

@lynne-michelle.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 4:03 PM

Happy Bisexuality Day❤️💜💙🕷️🕷️🕷️✨ #CelebrateBisexualityDay #SuperMario #MarioOC #MarioPrincess #PrincessLilly #Luigi #Daisy #Luisy #BiPanic

@luckyredsparrow.bsky.socialSep 21, 2026, 11:01 PM

No one ever told me that the trouble with being Bi and having voice actor friends is that they can and will inflict you with random bouts of bi panic.
#bipanic #voiceactor #Vtuber #Funny #Australian #thelibrary

@nkcovergrrl.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 11:57 PM

Andrew Scott AND Billie Piper are in Elsinore?! My husband AND my wife?! #bipanic

@princessace.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 6:06 AM

["Shove"] Kori has always teased Aria, so how's she supposed to know when it might be real flirting? Especially when she's still coming to terms with wanting her to be flirting. Actually, is it 'coming to terms' still if these are her daydreams? #WIPSnips #WriteSky #romance #queer #bipanic

“Woah, hey!” Kori was pushing her backward as several teens rushed past, slamming and shoving into her. She turned to block Aria and stumbled them both away until Aria’s back hit plaster. Kori cursed under her breath as she leaned her free hand against the wall. “Jesus.” Pressed together, Aria was surrounded. The scent of lavender face wash and lingering incense smoke that always hung around her clothes filled Aria’s lungs. She took a deep breath as quietly as possible. Kori’s collarbones peeked just slightly at the top of her shirt and Aria’s eyes worked their way up the smooth neck, the strong jaw, the all-too-familiar lips, and flashing silver eyes. Even shoved in an odd corner of a crowded museum with terrible fluorescent lighting, Aria could make out some of the blue specks that seemed to glow at the right angles. She could raise herself on tip-toes and reach her neck out, see them closer, count how many, and kiss her for each one. She could pull Kori’s shirt with her free hand, pull them impossibly tighter together, and tell Kori to never let her go. She could hold tighter to her hand, yank her down the hallway to their left, and ask for everything. Kori glanced down at her; she’d squeezed Kori’s hand as her daydreaming ran amok. The blonde watched her, annoyance gone, only anticipation. They were so close. Despite everything going on around them, all Aria could hear was their breathing and her own heartbeat. “You okay?” Kori’s voice cracked and she cleared her throat. Aria nodded, even though she was lying. She was not okay, very not okay, especially since she was sure the only way she’d be okay was if Kori’s mouth smashed into hers. Aria’s eyes moved from her silver stare to her purple-stained lips. Kori curled into her space, lips brushing her reddening cheek. “You smell delicious.” “St-stop that,” Aria muttered, eyes narrowing again. Teasing, teasing again, none of it was real. Her body betrayed her, arching into Kori’s touch.