#for the feels and gayness

[chaoslaura]

*crashes through the ceiling* Alright, I have to ask: was ist "Spatort"?!

Oh lord, I'm not sure I can properly explain this to someone non-German. I think I have mentioned it to you on insta once though.

So the german TV show is actually called Tatort (engl. crime scene). It's a crime show invented in 1970 with each episode being the length of a movie and having it's own plot which is completely solved in one episode and has mostly been watched by people our parent's age.

There's several police teams from several cities such as Berlin, Munich, Cologne which have their own show bascially but they are all played under the Tatort name and are alternately shown on TV with roughly 2 episodes per months.

Now Spatort is Tatort playing in Saarbrücken, a part of the show which has become very popular on German tumblr because the two dudes on the Team are some little meow meows with very high hurt/comfort potential because of tragic backstory and are So Gay for each other, it's a miracle the producers are still calling them collegues.

And for the name, the 'sp' in front of Tatort comes from the german word of shovel (dt. Spaten) which playes a significant role in mentioned tragic backstory.😅

I've also heard, somone has the episodes (4 so far) with english subtitles so if you're interested👀

[yukipri]

For curiosity's sake...

[lancrewizzard]

"Are you telling me that your university has practicing homosexuals on staff?"

Rincewind stammered. "I. I don't think so. Professor Macarona is so good at it he doesn't need to practice, I'm too nervous to ask, and Ponder doesn't have the time with all his other jobs. I suppose the more senior wizards might be practicing homosexuality." He thought back to some scenes in the Uncommon Room. "They certainly need the practice," he added.

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 136

Contrary to popular belief, Jaskier was the one who said no to riding a horse. Jaskier willingly walks alongside Geralt and Roach. Because Jaskier is afraid of riding horses. Don't get him wrong! He loves horses! Just not being on them as they run 48 kilometers per hour. When Jaskier sprains his ankle walking, however, Geralt decides enough is enough and it's time to teach him how to ride and help him face his fear. Jaskier sits in front of Geralt on top of Roach as Geralt teaches him how to ride, and every time Jaskier gets too nervous, Geralt will hear his heartbeat tick up, and he'll hug him, or praise him, and Jaskier will calm again. Jaskier's been getting better. To the point that Geralt can now just walk alongside Roach and Jaskier, hand resting on Jaskier's leg or back. Geralt decides to surprise Jaskier with his own horse! Geralt finds something sturdy and gentle, but also pretty, knowing his bard will love to comb and braid the horse, and will want to show it off. It's a white horse, which certainly won't stay white on the road, but then again, Jaskier will most likely delight in cleaning the horse and admiring it's sheen when it's washed. Geralt presents Jaskier with his horse, and Jaskier is overjoyed. Sobbing with happiness, hugging and kissing the horse, and Geralt has never been more in love with his bard. The first time Jaskier rides his own horse, they go at a very gentle slow pace, as the horse seems unsure about being ridden. Jaskier cajoles and consoles it through it all, and soon enough they're riding at steady paces, both Jaskier and his horse now feeling safe and brave enough to go at a normal pace, sometimes even a bit faster. Geralt is happy. Until one day, big white wings materialize on the sides of Jaskier's horse, and the damn thing takes off with Jaskier still on it. Shit.

[90stvqueen]

when i was 11 and first got obsessed with wicked, i had no idea i was shipping these two women. which is insane because i'd already been reading fanfiction for years at that point. but with elphaba and galinda it was "their friendship is so beautiful and meaningful..." and it honestly wasn't until adulthood that i was like "...and also they lez out like crazy"

[iamteamponcho]

Dp and Wolverine but they’re girls and in love idk

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

pre-chaggie and Vaggie getting confused (NOT jealous) over why Charlie bought a nice red hair ribbon (not jealous at the ribbon) and keeps carrying it around and touching it (which is fine-)

but then, never wears it?

if Charlie'd just had second thoughts that'd make sense, buyer's remorse or whatever- only Charlie keeps the ribbon on her nightstand and keeps grinning at it and picking it up to fiddle with, she once chased Razzle and Dazzle through the house when they snagged it for some reason

and that all would makes SENSE, if Charlie ever used it, or if it was some old memento thing.

It's not. Vaggie found it unpacking groceries one day and Charlie squeaked like a stepped on dog toy when she saw Vaggie pulling it out

the embarrassed squeak thing is why Vaggie hasn't asked Charlie about it before now

that and the fact that Charlie the chatterbox didn't instantly explain the ribbon in an adorable gush of words for Vaggie to sit back and soak in, like usually happens.... the only other things Charlie keeps quiet about are Important Stuff like her family or why she isn't living with them or visiting them or really has much contact with them At All

but with Vaggie's back wounds slowly healing up and the one eye thing getting more settled-

-tangent on Charlie reading in bed to Vaggie incoming, hold on

(vaggie skimming through charlie's books one day bc charlie likes reading aloud before going to sleep)

(and she tried doing it very quietly once they started sharing the bed)

(up until they figured ou vaggie sleeps BETTER if she drifts off listening to her)

(so now charlie keeps asking if vaggie has any requests)

(vaggie can't just say she's mostly in it for the sound of this woman's voice sooooo)

(she's looking for something to catch her- ha- EYE)

(of course it's a book cover with a pirate on it, of course it's bc of the eyepatch)

(of course it got shoved mostly out of sight bc charlie was worried it'd make vaggie feel bad)

(when vaggie drops it on the bed that night charlie faces a new worry)

(she can't help thinking about dashing swashbuckling pirate vaggie in dashing swashbuckling pirate get up that charlie never noticed was quite so dashing and hot before)

(of course she doodles it in the book margins that night)

(with vaggie slumped over her chest)

(vaggie finally asleep despite the backpain and headache, comfy and snuggled bc of her, charlie)

(vaggie breathing against charlie’s collar bone while charlie daydreams about getting rescued at sea by fierce but secretly soft hearted pirate lady that bears only a SLIGHT exact resemblance to vaggie-)

(of course charlie's so embarrassed she flings the book across the room)

(trying to remove the temptations she can since she clearly CAN’T remove the pretty lady who's using her like a pillow and risk waking vaggie up)

(annnnnd next morning neat and tidiness freak vaggie finds the thrown book)

(casually flips through to the parts she slept through last night as charlie watches is silent frozen horror)

(sees the doodle of her as a pirate)

(stares)

(wow actually she'd totally rock an eyepatch wouldn't she?)

(Which was charlie's cue to dig through her old dress up box for an eyepatch and leave it casually lying directly on vaggie's lap that night bc charlie was nervous and her aim was terrible and she meant to sneakily drop it on vaggie's nightstand but maybe missed just a liiiittle bit, or not, since vaggie tries it out, likes it a whole lot, and stops smoothing down the bangs on that side of her face every three seconds to make sure her missing eye is covered by them. Now the eyepatch does that for her.

(now she starts running her hand through her bangs in a more absentminded way, leaving them looking a bit wind tossed and a tiny bit rakish and FUCK charlie morningstar is in trouble....)

ah

but this was about the hair ribbon thing. Right.

so Vaggie's been healing up a lot in the last few months, time marked by the slow growing out of her hair and her increasing time spent fiddling with it, as much as she can anyway

in fact Vaggie’s hair has gotten so long that Charlie’s the one who’s brushing it for her, now.

long hair takes, well, longer to deal with and Vaggie just can’t hash all that time reaching up and around and doing the reparative motions that remind her scarred up shoulders of when they used to have wings beating there, the torn muscles and phantom pangs where other limbs should be

luckly Charlie LOVES messing with hair- (or says she does, not mentioning she’d love just about any excuse to spend time sitting close to Vaggie and touching her in some way) so it all works out fine

maybe too fine. Maybe Vaggie starts really REALLY being glad she decided to grow out her hair..

…and increasingly less glad, thinking about the day when she won’t need Charlie’s help with it anymore

that day is coming up pretty fast. Turns out even when the attacker is another angel, angels still heal up pretty well, especially with a nice demon lady to help

even sans normal depth perception and not yet great at compensating for it, Vaggie’s not banging into stuff so much anymore as she learns the layout of the house (and Charlie learns not to be so spontaneous with day-to-day furniture placement anymore), and lately Vaggie's had a lot less trouble just doing stuff in general. She can do her bends and stretches without grumbling about stiffness. Can reach down and pick up Razzle or Dazzle and carry them around without thinking twice about it (still doesn't notice Charlie's pointed comments on how they can totally fly just fine or the pouts Charlie throws at the lucky little demons whenever they snuggle more smugly into Vaggie's arms)

best of all- as far as Charlie is concerned Vaggie's not grimacing when she has to put on a shirt or jacket-

but she IS STILL SMILING when Charlie holds out said jacket to help her slip it on, especially when it's Charlie's jacket, especially the times when Charlie climbs out onto the roof in the middle of the night to find Vaggie and wrap her in said jacket after noticing her new cuddle buddy wasn't in their bed anymore which apparently was enough to wake Charlie up and.... ahem....

point is, Vaggie has fewer pain things to be distracted and exhausted by these days, and that damn ribbon mystery is starting to get to her

she doesn't wanna over step this ridiculous amount of hospitality Charlie's been showing her

(still internally struggling between the sickening thought that it Must Be A Trap and the million times worse physically painful idea that it's not, that someone like Charlie has been here in hell the whole time, and that Charlie's really been just THAT alone that she'd latch onto any stranger who let her help them and smiled at her about it)

Vaggie KNOWS there's a lot Charlie isn't saying yet about just how bad things have been for her, with the abandonment, the isolation, the grinding futility of not being able to change hell if hell isn't on board with it too and having to watch her home repeatedly set itself on fire (literally) when it's not being slaughtered (partly by Vaggie, until just recently)

Charlie not talking about something means Charlie doesn't want to talk about the thing, and Vaggie can respect that. She, Vaggie, gets it completely-

to a degree that's skirting the line of passively outright LYING by omission when she doesn't correct Charlie's guess about her being a moth-themed sinner demon, instead of the former murder angel she is, instead of telling Charlie who Charlie is actually letting stay in her home and sleep draped over her and neatening Charlie’s bowtie for her bc Charlie looks really good in it and Vaggie wants everyone to see that and also wants to remember how Charlie’s shoulder’s felt under her hands as she smoothed the lapels down at the end for good measure

ANYWAY

not talking about their shitty pasts can totally be their shared thing. That would be great actually.

but that ribbon. That fucking ribbon.

the way Charlie holds it and smiles at it fondly and PETS the damn thing sometimes. How she gets all dreamy eyed over it. That one time Vaggie heard her GIGGLE while pressing the pretty red thing to her chest

(that is vaggie's spot vaggie is the one whos snuggles over charlie's heartbeat every night-)

(She is NOT getting territorial over a fucking piece of cloth)

(she's got no right to)

(she probably won't be here much longer anyway, now she's healing up so well)

(she would be a lot smarter and safer if she got her crippled angel but out of there and vanished into the masses of hell, if she DIDN'T keep living with and lying to the actual literal legit princess of honestly to fucking hell. or sleeping in her BED)

(she keeps telling herself that)

(it's not working)

(she keeps thinking of charlie alone in the house again and feeling sick)

the giggle is too much though, and Vaggie does end up asking-

Vaggie: "Are you ever gonna wear it?"

Charlie: "Hm? Me wear what?"

Vaggie: "The." (points at ribbon) "That."

Charlie: "Oh THIS!?" (eeps) (hides ribbon behind back) "Oh no it's not for me! It's uh I mean, it's not really my kinda thing!"

Vaggie: "Not your thing? You always tie your hair back."

Charlie: "Yeeees, but not with ribbons!"

Vaggie: "It's red. Your favorite color."

Charlie: "Correction- Red USED to be my favorite color!"

Vaggie: "Really? Since when?"

Charlie: "Since, uh, since no time in particular...."

Vaggie: "So what's your new fav color-"

Charlie: "THE RIBBON'S NOT EVEN MINE, ACTUALLY! That's! What I meant!"

Vaggie: "But you bought it."

Charlie: "I can buy things for people who aren't me?"

Vaggie: "You keep it next to you while you sleep and won't stop picking it up and stroking it like it's a kitten or something."

Charlie: "Well, I just.... like checking! Checking that it's as nice as I thought it was!"

Vaggie: "Is it gonna be a gift or something?"

Charlie: "Yes YES that's EXACTLY what it is!!!"

Vaggie: "Didn't know someone's birthday was coming up."

Charlie: "Oh no it's more of a, a congratulations kinda gifty thing?"

Vaggie: "That's sweet." (dredges up a smile) "Give my congrats to them too, okay?"

Charlie: "Ah, um. But you don't even know what the congrations are for...?"

Vaggie: "Coming from me, it's for having someone who cares so much in their life."

Charlie: "Y- they have what? Who??"

Vaggie: (laughs) "You, sweetie."

Charlie: "I'm- I'm just giving a ribbon! It's just a ribbon!"

Vaggie: "You're putting a lot of care and thought into it, and thinking of them being happy about it is getting you all giggly.”

Charlie: “I giggled?”

Vaggie: “Yeah you did. If it were me, that wouldn't -just- be a ribbon, coming from you."

Charlie: "....."

Charlie: ".... OH SHIT I NEED TO GO TAKE THE LAUNDRY OUT OF THE DRYER THING!"

Vaggie: "It's out already. I'm folding it right now, with you."

Charlie: (already half out of the room) "TAKE OUT THAT’S A GREAT IDEA I'LL GO ORDER SOME!!"

Vaggie: "Your phone's right here though-"

Charlie: "I'LL GO ORDER IT IN PERSON!"

Vaggie: "Why-?"

Charlie: "FRESH AIR! SAVE THEM A WALK!!! I'll be right back- don't go anywhere okay!?"

Vaggie: "Okay..."

Charlie: (exits)

Charlie: (pokes her head back in) "Um."

Vaggie: "I'd kill for more of what we got last week."

Charlie: "Right! ON IT!" (flees)

Vaggie: (smiles) (goes back to laundry folding) (is curled up and using on of charlie's freshly folded shirts as a pillow when charlie gets back with the emergency take out)

Alright.

So Charlie might not be as alone as Vaggie assumed / feared.

That's a good thing. Right? Right.

She doesn't really need Vaggie.

(as soon as vaggie's as healed as she'll ever be, she won't need charlie either)

(she tries telling herself that)

(once)

(it doesn't work)

(she's not good at saying stuff- but she's absolute shit at lying)

To keep from thinking stupid things, Vaggie does what works best for clearing her mind- she moves. Lots of limbering up, lots of spear practice, lots of playing uppsie toss with little demons, a bit of dancing thrown it-

(yes okay sometimes it's with charlie and sometimes it's charlie grinning and strumming out a tune on her guitar she knows vaggie can't not dance to, bc she's been paying attention to the songs vaggie bobs her head to or hums along with, and look that's totally normal, and if dancing with or for charlie makes vaggie's heart beat way faster than that level of exercise normally should that's between her and no one else so shut up)

-she's getting stronger, is the point. She's getting back to where she used to be at,

and maybe it's a bit frustrating that just being able to reach up and grab something off the top shelf is SUCH a clear sign of recovery,

maybe she's frustrated with herself for a moment

angry at herself for the shock of cold dread as she realizes she didn't NEED Charlie and in all her lanky glory to get the thing down for her...

it’s almost time to stop pretending

she was never really needed here

but it's hard to focus on frustration or fear or self-loathing, when Charlie is letting out one of her happy yips and literally starts applauding

Charlie: "UNHOLY SHIT VAGGIE, you did it! You did it all by yourself!!”

Vaggie: (blinking back to the present moment)

Vaggie: “..Did what?”

Charlie: “You reached the middle shelf!!!"

Vaggie: "Oh, huh…” (looks up) “Uh excuse you that is the top shelf, sweetie."

Charlie: (laughing) "Whatever you say~"

Charlie: "Now wait RIGHT HERE okay?" (dashes out of kitchen) "Don't move!"

Vaggie: "...."

Charlie: (skids back in) "Okay I- Vaggie what!? Don't hold the pose like that! You're back will flare up- why didn't you put you arms down again???"

Vaggie: "You said don't move."

Charlie: "I meant! From the KITCHEN! Gah!"

Vaggie: (smirks) "It's fine, I do exercises like this anyway."

Charlie: "But not without warming up first- oh whatever. We'll deal with it later. Right now though..."

Charlie: (beams) (holds out ribbon)

Charlie: “Here!”

Vaggie: "....what am I supposed to do here, Charlie."

Charlie: "Take it! If you want to?

Vaggie: “That’s your ribbon.”

Charlie: “Nope! It's yours!"

Vaggie: "But.. didn't you get it as a gift for..."

Charlie: "For you. I got it for you."

Vaggie: "..."

Charlie: "... it's for, your hair?"

Vaggie: "My hair."

Charlie: "You've been growing it long and, taking care of it yourself when you couldn't hold your arms up wasn't really a thing- so I didn't want to give a present that reminded you of that, but also having long hair is so FUN you can do so MUCH with it-! Ribbons are great for messing around with and finding your own new styles and, um."

Charlie: "Y-you don't seem to HATE the color red? You like wearing my jacket just fine! I think? So I saw this, one day, and thought- wow! That would beautiful on Vaggie! Maybe she'd like it?"

Charlie: "So I got it, and then I couldn't give it yet, not until you could put it in yourself if you wanted to-"

Charlie: "And now you CAN! Or not?"

Charlie: "It's just been so great seeing you getting better, I, I just thought you should get something nice out of all this too- something new, something yours."

Charlie: "Like. A ribbon?"

Charlie: (gingerly holds out ribbon)

Vaggie: "...."

Vaggie: (gently takes ribbon) "I have no idea how to wear one."

Charlie: (breathes out) "Oh there's all sorts of ways! I can show you! You can experiment the FUCK out of them and see what you like!"

Vaggie: "Yeah?" (chuckles) (not making eye contract)

Charlie: "ANYTHING you like, Vaggie." (staring at her) (smiling soppily) "If the ribbon's not your thing, then anything else. More spears... tickets to one of the less-gory concerts, a motorbike-"

Vaggie: "A motorbike for a woman who keeps running into tables."

Charlie: "There's no traffic laws in hell! Or, I don't know, maybe-"

Charlie: (flinching) "Your own apartment? If you.. if you wanted that.. your own space could be nice, I bet. I’d miss you but you might like-"

Vaggie: "You're not buying me an apartment, Charlie."

Charlie: "I can if I want to! If YOU want me to?"

Vaggie: "I'd have to steal Razzle and Dazzle. Take them with me."

Charlie: (hand on chest) (mock outraged) "You'd steal MY childhood plushies turned demon bodyguards??? Not happening!"

Vaggie: "Then I guess I'm staying."

Charlie: "RIGHT! Yes. You are.” (softly) “You are.”

Vaggie: "You've bribed me with soft adorable demon cuddles."

Charlie: (not realizing vaggie means her) "The old Razzle Dazzle never fails. BUT I'm still waiting on an answer! We really need to celebrate."

Vaggie: "Celebrate my single handed conquest of the top shelf?"

Charlie: "Yes! The middle shelf."

Vaggie: "Top shelf."

Charlie: "Middle?"

Vaggie: "Top."

Charlie: "There's another shelf above it?"

Vaggie: "That the stupid extra shelf."

Charlie: (snorts) "We do NOT have an extra shelf, Vaggie."

Vaggie: "...."

(charlie said WE)

Vaggie: "...you know what I'd really like?"

Charlie: "What?" (leaning in) "Anything. Tell me."

Vaggie: (holds out ribbon)

Vaggie: "Help me put it on."

Charlie: "Put it on you, FOR you?"

Vaggie: "And maybe tie it in a cute bow or something."

Charlie: "But." (worried) "Is your back-?"

Vaggie: "My back's fine, sweetie. I don't need you to do this for me."

Vaggie: (finally looking up) (eye a little teary)

Vaggie: "I just want you to."

Charlie: (not breathing)

Charlie: ".....okay."

Charlie: (remembering to breathe) (blinking hard) (Beaming)

Charlie: "Anytime, Vaggie.”

It’s a promise.

It’s stupid how long it takes them to figure out they’re both single-brain cell in love with each other. But that’s fine, they can just be stupidly in love together for longer than that, to make up for it.

[pawznacho]

But his heart is...coooooold—✩

His whispers are caressing to his ears

[shararan]

As an ace person I love how Shen Qingqiu assumes asexuality in people around him after transmigrating before even considering the possibility of bi or homosexuality. Like he builds up this whole straight vs. ace binary where he interprets people as the latter if he has to admit they might not be the former, and meanwhile I'm just here feeling all like "bro how DO you know about asexuality even given your spotty track record surrounding queer knowledge—"

[ropes3amthoughts]

To my homies who encouraged me to get Twitter, thank you so much. There are so many gorgeous Kabrus there and the overall Kabru content is plentiful. Also I just saw this absolutely divine jawdropping enchanting gorgeous stunning beautiful Kabru art and I am in a state of shock. Like look at this holy shit?????? Like click on the link and click on the image and zoom in on the details and stuff this is so incredible. I mean you don’t have to but this is so good and I’m losing my mind and there are so many little details you won’t see unless you zoom in so I recommend it.

For anyone looking quickly this is not my art it belongs to the Twitter user in the link and it’s so good I would recommend looking at it

https://x.com/Neruchiru_08/status/1841319033632862418

I get insane under the cut

It’s been like 4 hours and I cannot stop thinking about it. Every time I stand up I start shaking. I feel nauseous and am coughing constantly. I feel like I am choking. That image will be burned into my brain for a very long time. Why doesn’t Twitter let you reblog with really long comments I need to say a million compliments. My voice is cracking. My heart is hammering. I’m warm and sweaty. Holy shit I am fagging it up bro. It’s beautiful as an art piece because the composition and colors and stuff are absolutely amazing and it’s beautiful if you’re queer (or straight and like Kabru too) because Kabru looks so good. His shoulders are showing and something about Kabru’s shoulders showing makes me insane. Like I thought the whole “you can’t show your shoulders” dress code thing in school was a bunch of dumb bullshit but oh boy I understand now. Every time I see Kabru’s shoulders I think “I want to bite that man” and then I’m all like “WOW who just thought that” but it’s me I’m thinking that I’m going insane over him I want to bite his shoulders he makes me crazy he’s so pretty oh goodness wow oh wow oh wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww IM GOING INSANE a lot more people have seen it now but I need to show this to everyone you guys don’t understand how this makes me feel I’m going to pass away and fall over and cry you guys look pretty Kabru art guys guys it’s Kabru being gorgeous oh my fucking god guys guys I am going to be sick guys oh god guys do you see him he’s so pretty guys guys guys holy shit dude guys. I am an enjoyer of the arts. I enjoy this art. For sure. Wow. Awesome. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you guys. Guys. Guys. Guys. I am going to lose my mind. Ough. Guys. Guys guys guys. Do you????:!: seee????? The Kabru??????? Oh my god. Compliments to the artist. Beautiful. Beautiful lovely fantastic work. Awesome. This is great. I’m losing it. I showed my discord friends and I reblogged on Twitter and stuff but I wanted to show you guys too because I am a big fan of this beautiful Kabru art. I love this insanely much. Kabru fish…I love this creature the Kabru fish. Great 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍 chat I am gonna die this is too beautiful Ough beautiful Kabru

I’m being so dramatic you guys but do you understand the power this art has do you understand my feelings I love this art so much 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Kabru 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Kabru fish 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 gorgeous 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[charmac]

Do you think Mac has jacked off while reading the Bible? Or is he too ashamed? Or does the shame just turn him on more? Are the pages of his Bible all stuck together?

Oh, I don't think; we know:

(Pages stuck together, thanks for the confirmation, Charlie)

I think the shame definitely turns him on more, considering Mac Day:

And, the connected punishment, lest we forget The Gang Goes to Hell... (and the script here... whew)

While he was repressed then, he wasn't as of Charlie's Home Alone, so I think it's clear to claim that a part of his "homosexual awakening" was connected to the fact that he was gradually getting more and more into the idea of being punished (gone sexual) for his sins, to a point where he was just genuinely jerking off to the "evils of homosexuality"

I do wanna continue here though and say Season 15 is pretty interesting because we see Mac battle between being Catholic and proudly gay. He seemingly has no issue bragging to a Priest in the middle of a church that he's into triple penetration, but it is his sex life that is the driving "reasoning" for why he thinks he should become a Catholic Priest:

He's been "S-ing&F-ing" his way though life for too long and now he thinks God has taken away one of his identities (Irish) as a result. Mac's idea of being punished by/for God continues, but it's now through the form of revocation (as opposed to shame or flagellation). I think there's a clear "connect the dots" idea that depriving himself of sex (via becoming a Priest) is an "evolved" form of allowing God to punish him for being gay.

Obviously Mac learns he was lied to, as he actually is Irish, so his "journey" here is a bit of a wash, but the fact that his rationale jumped to God punishing him for having gay sex still stands. As he grows to accept himself, he's still looking for ways to feel shame (which, as we've seen, gets him off)...

But is the constant seeking for some form of punishment still there? We didn't see much of his Catholicism in Season 16 (I think the only mention of God from Mac was in The Gang Gets Cursed), but we did continue to see his sex life and—well, that was pretty heavy on Mac, openly gay dating, somehow managing to be neglected and deprived of actual gay sex, wasn't it?

[samipekoe]

can't sleep so instead I'm being insane over kusuriya again

will probably post the finished one tomorroe... for all my fellow insane people

[sh1-n0bu]

seeing how sub women appreciation flunks, i have come to the conclusion that yall are weak. men whimpering, women whimpering, genderless fuckers whimpering — everything is hot as shit. get yall head in the game people, we gotta fuck every sexy fictional characters out there

[saffitaffi]

So I just read all 914 pages of Fool’s Fate in one day. I don’t think I’ve ever read that much in one day ever. These books are so good holy snickerdoodles I love the politics and the amazing worldbuilding (robin writes matriarchies and different societal structures SO GOOD) and the realistic characters and Fitz’s unreliable narration and also the gay ass ‘friendship’ between him and the fool (fitz ‘no homo but also my bond with you is deeper than my love for anyone else including my other half bonded wolf and my wife and also sex’ farseer)

So uh. Yeah. Excuse me while I go cry in the corner. Again.

[inchidentally]

and god once again my appreciation that Lando and Oscar refuse to do the bromance/PR/fake gay rpf content

it’s like protective spray to keep the rpf truthers off of a ship and the real life partners

[ratcontrolledracecar]

i was wondering why i enjoyed deadpool & wolverine so much compared to the previous movies (which i found enjoyable but not brainworms inducing) but i think i figured it out

deadpool in this movie has the same but opposite energy of the dean from community