This is gonna be a three-part story taking place during several events in history using the theory of reincarnation of the same two souls to show off the evolution of the pink heart relating to the LGBTQIA+/GRSM community.

TW:// Blatant Homophobia, Gross and Explicit Language, Explicit Violence

STORYTIME!

It's 1969, the nice year. The raid of Stonewall Inn had traveled all across the town and Remus was absolutely p i s s e d. Remus had heard everything the police had been saying about people like him, about the entire trans and drag community, it's fucking disgusting. Remus's trans brethren, his fucking brother, was a trans man. By being trans or a drag queen the law says its "masquerading the other gender" which is a "crime" punishable by jail time and anyone who fights back will be killed in the streets. The Stonewall Inn and many other safe havens for the entire LGBT+ community have been raided and destroyed. It was pukable. 

Remus did his hair and makeup like always, wearing his heels and not caring that his mustache clearlet showed off he was male. He wears drag, so what? He likes it and he looks heccin good. Remus grinned as he stretched his shaven left leg to rest the foot on the chair right in front of his bedroom mirror. Lookin pretty sexy Remus~ So ready to riot for his rights and fuck up some police. Fuck da police! Remus went out looking all nice and dragged up, looking for his mans on the inside. That's right! They got a policeman on their side! Thanks New York Mafia! Ah, there's he is! 

"Logybear~!"

A policeman who held a baton weapon with square framed glasses and an angular, stoic face turned to him. Hidden on his ring finger is a rightside up pink triangle drawn on. The pink triangle was a symbol Remus and his friends and his brethren adopted to symbolize safe places for people like him. Logan chuckled, taking Remus into his arms even though Remus was far taller than him. As long as Logan as smiling, then Remus would be so happy. Oh, and if trans people weren't killed on the fucking street. It would be great I found the air didn't smell like shit and blood.

"Salutations, Remus. I assume you're ready for the protest? I wouldn't worry. My orders to arrest mean nothing to me, as long as you and your brother are safe and happy."

Logan knew what just to say to make a grown man swoon. He was unlike all the other police officers. Well, the ones not blackmailed by the mafia. Everyone's blackmailed by the mafia these days, except Logan. Logan loved Remus out of his own free will, and that's hawt. Remus pressed a kiss to each of his boyfriend's cheeks, wishing his hands might go up his skirt a bit~ But Logan isn't that kind of person. Logan wasn't overtly sexual nor perverted in the slightest. Remus loves him anyways, even though his libido is high and Logan's isn't.

"So you're gonna protect me forever and ever, right?"

"If That is what you desire, then I shall make it so."

Logan was such a good man Remus was so lucky to have him in his life. Logan closed his eyes, asking for another kiss from Remus. He can't have enough of Remus, can he? Remus leaned in for another, more passionate kiss this time. Remus was highkey convinced that they were soulmates. Every time they kissed he swore he could fly. Lol nah, that reference is decades in the future. He just wanted to break the fourth wall. What he was going to say is thst every time he kissed he felt like had had done it a million times before, and he would happily do it again and again and again.

Remus got some signs and some lipstick to draw pink triangles on both his wrists... and press a few kisses to Logan's neck where they won't be seen. He had to fix Logan's hair after Remus was done with him~ An hour or two passed and it was time for the protest. Remus was there with his twin brother, who was far shorter than him and was hella trans, and the two siblings had never been more proud to be themself. Logan was watching them the entire way. 

But the other policemen... they have to arrest Remus's people. This is why he has iron gauntlets in his purse and Roman had a bat with him. Remus, at the front of the protest with his sign and ready to punch a bitch, saw the policemen running up with their batons, screaming at them. There were so many derogatory terms thrown that Remus didn't give a fuck. Remus put on his gauntlets and stood in front of Remus, dropping his sign. But no, Logan got there before Remus could land a blow.

"Logan?"

He didn't say a word. He smacked the other policeman upside the head with no remorse and no emotion. Remus knew that his man was gonna get in hella trouble, but he risked his entire life and job for him? Why did this feel somewhat familiar? This scenario of his love risking his everything for him. Remus froze in his place, feeling tears weld in his eyes for the first time since he was two years old. He stumbled backwards a bit, his arms feeling limp. Roman looked back at him as Logan beat up his coworker, probably his friend, just to make him safe.

"Remus? Are you okay?"

No. He wasn't. Even someone like Remus knows that this was sick, twisted, demented, and fucked up. There were dozens, no, probably a hundred and then some policemen taking his people into custody and probably jailing them for life. It made his stomach churn. It made him dizzy and made him wanna spit up chucks. Two policeman rushed towards Remus, Roman finding himself off quite well this his bat. Logan looked back ove rhis shoulder, his face washing over with panick. Remus gritted his teeth and launched a lunch towards one of their jaws, but the other seized his arm. Wait what? nO!!!

"REMUS!!!"

Remus launched his nine inch heels ten inches up that man's dick, fucking destroying his balls. He screamed in agony and the other guy, who lost a tooth and was bleeding out of his mouth like hell, backed the fuck away. Don't mess with fucking Remus. Remus laughed menacingly and strutted over very femininely, swaying his hips, as he walked over to Logan and slung his arm around Logan's shoulders and neck, screaming out for everyone to hear:

"FOR THE QUEERS!!!"

Then everyone began chanting it during the brutality of this previously peaceful protest. Protests are supposed to be peaceful in the American constitution, but fuck that right? Remus reached over and kissed Logan on the lips, you know what? He frencified that kiss and made it five thousand fucking percent gayer. Logan didn't seem to mind, unlike what was expected. Logan melted into the touch as Remus's people cheered. It's one hundred percent okay to wear what you want, date who you want, and be who you want. If anyone wants to take that away? Kick them in the crotch and invert their dick! For the queers!

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Yeah this is so pathetic I'm so heccin sorry y'all deserve better than this. But I kinda wanted to finish it up before Halloween. I promise that the third and last installment will be done, probably after Halloween, and will be much better than this. I plan on making both a Halloween and day of the dead oneshot because we stan cultural representation.

If anyone says you ain't Valid they are so wrong and deserve to have their dick inverted by a high heel twice the side of their dick, which is probably a two inch. You are so amazing and special and deserve to be who you are. That's entire why I'm doing these historical oneshots in the first place! You're valid. Questioning (like me), trans, NonBinary, Genderfluid, agender, bigender, cis, Whatever! Everyone in this world is valid. Amen to whatever god(s) you believe in!

Internet hugs and blow kisses!

~Eva/Remus