#gah. sorry. gay ramblings.

[allergic-alien]

did i squander this weekend also? a little bit, could’ve been worse…..i did do a little bit of school work, got all my groceries…..cooked them? no of course not. but after a week of being wrought with anxiety over the future and all of its uncertainties, i got to spend the most connected quality time w my gf that we’ve had in weeks, and that makes it way worth it. we laughed, i cried, and i no longer feel itchy with doubts or a sense of impending doom. so i’d say that was a successful weekend.

💕✨💞

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

how do you guys do this <- guy who's in love

[anewbrainjughead]

I’m Scotland anon! We’re flying into Inverness and driving to visit my sister who’s living outside Aberdeen. It would be cool to know a couple good places to go, but also any tips to not embarrass myself as a tourist?? Ty!

Hi! I'm going to be honest, i haven't spent a ton of time up the north end of the country, at least not for a good few years, so i'm afraid i don't have a ton of insight on what places to go around aberdeen, especially if you're looking for nightlife and the like. I know that inverness has a castle and a really cool bookshop called Leakey's and thats about it. I've been to aberdeen exactly 3 times and all i remember about it was that the sea had foam so thick and yellow that it looked like old mattresses and that the seagulls there are massive hulking mutants who run that city through intimidation and stolen chips

I'm not sure whether you're planning on spending most of your time in the city or if you want to see more of the country, but there's some lovely countryside around the north/northeast. Stonehaven is a really nice picturesque seaside town about half an hour from aberdeen. There's a castle/ruins you can take a tour of, and tbh there's few things more scottish than eating ice cream and chips on a beach on a cold day, assuming you're going to be visiting sometime between now and like april lol. If you have the time it's worth checking out some of the islands. Skye is beautiful and one of the closer islands to aberdeen. I think there's a pretty regular ferry from there to the mainland and its less than an hour journey.

(i'm about to go on a food rant sorry) Scotland definitely isn't renowned for its food, but if you are looking to eat 'traditional' scottish food then the best thing to get is fish/seafood. You can get some really good, really fresh stuff in seafood shacks by the beach, but also just in restaurants in any coastal town/city, though i'd make sure to look at locals reviews on google so you don't get ripped off. Scotland is overall pretty good for vegan/vegetarian food too, and we have a lot of really solid indian restaurants and takeaways, which i'd def recommend. Honestly scotland's best culinary offerings are probably curry, ice cream, and whiskey. Also if you find a sweet shop (or more likely a newsagents selling old fashioned sweets) you should try soor plooms, these bright green boiled sweets (or hard candies if you're american).

I really don't think you need to be worrying about embarrassing yourself, i promise you that as long as you have basic human courtesy and aren't super condescending about scottish accents/culture nobody will be bothered by you. I will say that aberdonian accents, and accents around that part of the country are really fucking weird and not very similiar to any of the accents you'd likely have heard on tv, which tend to lean more towards a stereotypical highlands or glaswegian accent, so if you're alarmed by how people talk you aren't going crazy, they just do talk like that. I doubt this will come up, but scottish ppl might get pissy if you mispronounce certain things. Like scottish gaelic is pronounced gah-lick not gay-lick, edinburgh is pronounced edin-bruh, and glasgow is pronounced glaz-go. Also never refer to scotland as being a part of or the same as england, and generally don't refer to scottish people as british. Not everyone will be offended by being considered british, but it's generally a sore spot for people, and the english thing is just plain wrong. Also if you're american and have scottish ancestry its perfectly fine to be excited about being in scotland but if you're too enthusiastic about it people will give you the side eye and think you're obnoxious tbh

sorry i couldn't be more of a help, i actually would have advice about travelling around the middle/south of the country but i'm not sure whether you're planning on travelling down that far and i've already rambled on way too much. If you are thinking of travelling further down the country, especially around edinburgh or glasgow i would be happy to give more salient advice on where to go and what to do. I hope this helped in some way at least :) I really hope you have a good trip nonetheless

[paulie-lombardos-boy-toy]

Pt.3 is here!! Gah I’m loving this so much!!

Pt. 1:

Pt. 2:

Verse: Sk8er

Characters: Sam, Paulie,Tommy, Ralphie, Lucas, Vinnie

Pairings: Established Salie, Future! Tommy /Lucas

Warnings: internalized homophobia(this is pre gay marriage legality in the US for those who may not know)

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Word soon spread along the misfits and outcasts of Tommy beating Sam “Ladykiller” Trapani in a street race and almost instantly he became a local celebrity with the underground, much to his embarassment. “I mean, it was hardly anything. Really. I just went for it and did what I had to do.” was his current reasoning as people came up to him at school to congratulate him.

One day during lunch, he ducked off to one of the back staircases and pulled out his lunch and a book,eating as he turned a page in his latest obsession- The History of Skateboarding and was so enthralled, he missed the silent ‘nick’ of the doors and someone sitting by him until he looked up and saw Lucas. “Sorry to bother you. It was too noisy in the cafeteria.” he apologized as Tommy shot him a wry grin. “No apology needed. I get escaping the noise.” he reassured and marked his book before closing it and shoving it into his backpack. “So what’s up?”

Lucas took a deep breath and gazed into Tommy’s warm, brown ones. “There’s a local SkateFest in the park this weekend. It’s free to attend but they accept donations and indie artists, skate shops and bands will be there promoting and I was wondering if you would like to go with me. Sammy and Paulie are going but Ralphie has Cram School and Vinnie’s grounded for failing his last math test.

Tommy thought it over before nodding. “I don’t have anything planned. Sounds fun. I’ve gone before but I always felt.. out of my depth since it seemed everyone already knew everyone and I was the outlier but.. anyway.” he waved it off and scribbled his number on an old history test and tore it off before handing it to his friend. “That’s my number. Hit me up whenever. Well.. maybe after 7pm since that’s when minutes are free.”

Lucas held the number like it was the holy grail and nodded. “Okay. My brother will be there vending and he owns a skate shop so I’m sure he’ll be able to give you a few tips if you ask. He was extremely impressed with your skating and he makes boards himself so hit him up if you need any modifications.” he rambled as Tommy let out another soft laugh. “I’ll keep that in mind Lucky. I appreciate the offer.”

The bell rang signaling the end of first lunch and Tommy stood up to throw his food away in the trash can. “What’s your next class? I have History.” he explained and opened the door to the main hallway as Lucas trailed behind. “Autoshop. I- I really like cars, especially vintage cars and maybe open my own autoshop but… anyway, can I walk with you since they’re in the same place?” he asked as Tommy nodded. “I see no problem with it. Let’s go.”

As they walked, both boys were thinking about the other. Tommy was wrestling with how cute Lucas was when he blushed and the strict upbringing he was used to. While his parents didn’t mind how he expressed himself as long as he maintained his grades, they were still old fashioned when it came to relationships and while they didn’t hate gays, they were uncomfortable by them, which Tommy understood but considered stupid.

Lucas, on the other hand, was internally screaming at how perfect Tommy was and was actively making sure he wouldn’t act like a fool in front of him. He was crushing hard and he knew it and the only one who understood was his older brother, who considered himself bisexual but both kept it from their parents. He honestly wasn’t expecting Tommy to accept his invite and now he had to make sure he dressed nice and didn’t make a fool of himself.

Outside Lucas’s classroom, Tommy flashed another smile at Lucas. “Meet after school on the steps?” Lucas nodded and smiled softly when Tommy quickly squeezed his hands then let go, giving a two fingered salute as he took off as to not be late to his own class. Lucas held his hands close to his chest and with a small grin, made his way inside.

[kazumahashimoto]

BWUH voice actor ramble so sorry >_< but like GAH it makes me so happy you know like seeing lgbt actors get to do lgbt roles and see how excited and passionate they are and how much it means not only to them but to so many other lgbt people it's like 😭😭 guhhh it's so nice 😭 and even like when they AREN'T playing explicitly lgbt roles i love j michael tatum saying that every character he's ever played is gay by virtue of he himself being gay and i've known he's felt this way about CERTAIN characters fur YEARS but to see it's grown to all his characters it's really nice :) i know a few others also play their characters that way and it makes me so happy 😭😭 just a level of unspoken oh this guy is definitely gay you know it's like. comfortable? idk. but it's nice. honestly even when they don't play their characters to be lgbt it's still nice 😭 like ik damn well josh grelle wasn't sitting in the booth thinking oh i'm about to make takeru ando so transgender but it's still like teehee takeru nonbinary moments you know. anyway. i love gay people or whatever

[anxaxid]

(Tweek x Craig)

This is my very first time writing a story, so there will be some mistakes here and there. It won't be the greatest, but I hope you enjoy it anyways.

The link is my Wattpad that I share with two of my friends, if you want you can go follow us.

Anyways here's the story.

[3rd Person P.O.V]

"Why?! Why?!" Tweek screamed to himself in his room. Today the blonde boy tried to give a simple peck on his boyfriend's lips, but instead of giving the sweet and memorable kiss he had in mind he ran away screaming "Too much pressure!" It was an embarrassing moment for him.

Tweek kept on trying not to slam his head on the small desk. Right now he was trying to build a simple building of legos while drinking coffee. It was the only way for him to feel less stressed, but this time it wasn't working. The embarrassing moment kept on haunting him in his brain.

The small kid wanted to kiss his boyfriend already. Craig kept on telling Tweek to 'Take your time' and 'No pressure' , but believe me it was a lot of pressure for Tweek. Both of them had been dating for 4 months, and the relationship has only reach to to forehead kisses and kisses on the cheek, but no lip contact.

The boy thought that Craig was getting annoyed by his nervous ass, it didn't sound like Craig, but his mind still convinced him to think that.

Tweek took a sip of his coffee before nodding his head, agreeing to himself that tomorrow he will kiss Craig on the mouth. He only hoped he won't fuck it up this time.

[Craig P.O.V]

I repeatedly tap my foot on the snowy floor as I wait for Tweek to arrive. Ever since we started dating we would always wait up on each other before school starts, it was like our thing.

I'm a bit worried about him. Yesterday he tried to give me a peck on the lips, but instead he ran away panicking. I'm actually quite happy that he tried to kiss me even if he failed miserably at it.

After some minutes Tweek's parent's car came up, and left Tweek outside of the building. "Hey Tweek!" I jogged towards him with a small smile planted on my lips.

[Tweek's P.O.V]

Oh God! He's coming! It's okay Tweek, everything is going to be all right. Before I knew it, my boyfriend was in front of me smiling. "Gah!" "It's okay, babe, it's just me." Craig spoke softly and slowly, trying to make me feel more calm which apparently worked.

"Come on, we'll be late." Craig grabbed my hand gently, and started walking to the entrance of the school. I followed him, trying not to burst out and talk about the small event that happened yesterday, but I decided to keep my mouth shut.

[3rd P.O.V]

Hours passed, and school was finally over. Everyone happily left the yellow building. The gay couple went outside and decided to wait for the bus.

"How about you come to my house, so we can hang out some more?" Craig asked his twitchy boyfriend as he looked at him. The boy still felt guilty about yesterday, and he wanted to make his boyfriend more comfortable because knowing Tweek he will worry about it for more than a week.

"Oh! Um! Sure!" Tweek twitched a little, while thinking of a plan. Maybe he could use this as an advantage to finally kiss Craig.

"After I'm done helping my parents, I can go to your place." Tweek said while looking back at his boyfriend. Craig nodded, and noticed the bus arriving. He got up and Tweek followed behind him.

After two hours passed, Tweek left the café, and walked towards Craig's house. On the way there he tried to remember the things that he learned from Wikihow. When he had time to himself he searched on the website "How do you stop being nervous around your boyfriend?" "How do you kiss someone?" "How does it feel to kiss someone?"

He felt stupid for searching that up, but it was the only way he could get help. He definitely couldn't ask his parents since their stories were always useless.

"Oh Jesus!" The blonde boy was standing in front of Craig's house. "Okay, you can do this Tweek, you can do this." He kept on repeating the same thing until he stopped in front of the door. "I can't do this!" He tugged his hair, accidently pulling out some strands of his hair.

After some moments Mr. Tucker open up the door, scaring Tweek for a minute. The parent had been hearing Tweek screaming outside of his door for some minutes, he felt bad for the boy. "He's upstairs in his room." He said as he move aside letting Tweek in. The boy let out a small "Thanks," before entering the house, and going upstairs to Craig's room.

Once he got there he gently knocked on the door, waiting patiently for Craig to open up. After some seconds he did. "Hey, honey." Craig said as he move aside to let Tweek in. The blonde male anxiously walked in.

Tweek's eyes traveled around Craig's room. His eyes stopped on the TV, it seemed that Red Racer was on, Craig's favorite cartoon. "I don't know why you like this cartoon so much." Tweek sat his butt down in front of the TV. "Because it's awesome." "But how?" Craig sat down besides Tweek, explaining why Red Racer was such a great cartoon.

While Craig kept on talking, Tweek focused his eyes on his boyfriend's lips. He wanted to kiss him so badly, but he was afraid that he will mess it up all over again. The boy started thinking about the possibilities, most of them were negative. 'What if he breaks up with me?! What if he leaves me?! This is way too much pressure!' Tweek kept on having those awful thoughts.

"I WANT TO KISS YOU!" Tweek accidentally blurt out. His comment was so loud even the parents heard him in the living room.

"What?" Craig asked while raising an eyebrow. "I want to kiss you okay?! I've been wanting too for a while! I thought you were getting annoyed because we actually haven't kissed! I know you said to take my time and shit, but I still kept on thinking that you were getting irritated by me." Tweek kept on rambling about the issue.

Craig let out a soft sigh before giving a sweet peck on Tweek's lips which turned out to be a bad idea. "Ow! Fuck!" Tweek accidentally bit Craig's bottom lip, making some blood come out. "Gah! I'm so sorry!" Craig's eyes got a bit watery from the pain, but tears didn't fall.

Tweek kept on spazing out, trying to apologize to Craig. "It's okay, babe. Everything is fine." He put his hands on the twitching boy's shoulders. "We're hopeless homosexuals." Craig joke a bit, trying to lighten up the mood. Tweek let out a soft chuckle which made Craig feel happy on the inside.

"Yes we are." Tweek twitches had calm down a bit. "Wanna try again?" Craig asked, making Tweek tremble. "What if we mess it up again?!" "That won't happen, just try to stay calm okay?" Tweek nodded, still trembling anxiously. "Okay, close your eyes." The blonde boy hesitantly close his eyes. "Oh God.. Oh Jesus." Craig put both of his hands on Tweek's cheeks. He slowly leaned in, and gently pressed his lips against Tweek's.

Tweek smiled in the small peck. Craig pulled back from the kiss five seconds later. "See, everything went okay." "Yeah, it did." Both of them were glad everything went okay especially Tweek. "Lemme try now." Tweek said excitedly, Craig's kisses always calm him down.

Craig nodded, and closed his eyes, waiting for Tweek to kiss him. The male took a deep breath before giving Craig a quick peck on the lips. The raven hair male open his eyes. "We should do this more often... And maybe do more in the future." Tweek blushed at his comment. "Don't say those things, man!" Craig laughed, letting out a snort. "Fine, fine."

[dauntless-dragayn]

YA BOOKS RECS

Okay -cracks knuckles- im gonna rec yall some YA books because there are so many ive found over the years

@windycube this is for u

First of all ofc I gotta put in a word for Rick Riordan, this man literally raised me He has a LOT of series but i recommend Magnus Chase and The Gods of Asgard the most, one because its meant for slightly older audiences (the mc Magnus is 16/17) and two because its wAY more diverse than his older stuff (which i still love, dearly) like Percy Jackson and the Olympians and better written than the follow up series to PJO, Heroes of Olympus MCGA is about a kid who finds out he’s the son of a Norse god and that those gods are still around and kickin, but the world is ending aaaand him and his new friends have to stop it. Sounds cheesy and super typical but, Magnus is pretty different from most protags of this kind of stuff. He’s a healer not a fighter, and his strongest traits are compassion and teamwork rather than brute strength and violence (tho there is a lot of that. Violence. Kind of par for the course. You’ll see)

NEXT is Michael Grant, who Windy already mentioned. I cannot stress enough, how much I worship Grant’s story writing capabilities. If you want dark shit, READ HIS WORK. What a lot of people don’t realize is that he helped KA Applegate write the Animorphs series and.. Thats some of the darkest kids fiction out there. Grant wrote the GONE series, which is about a town where all of the adults (over like, 15 I think? Sorry its been a while) disappear and a giant impenetrable barrier appears around a small beach town. Chaos and horrifying violence ensues. This series will depress you even as you can’t stop reading it. The characters are gold. The twists are even better. He also wrote BZRK which is a trilogy set in the future where war is fought on the nanotech level. Admittedly its been years so I dont remember much, but its also very solemn and very unique. I’d say 16+ (teen protags)

Maggie Stiefvater. Another personal hero of mine, her prose is just.. Beautiful. Poetic. Magical. She has a few series and some novels. My favorites are The Raven Cycle (series of 4), All The Crooked Saints (novel) I cant even.. Explain what theyre about. Magic surrealism, young love, the darkness of the human mind.. Theyve got everything. If you’re intrigued please please give them a shot. 16+

Alright alright now for some lesser known stuff.

If you’re into vampires.. Monster stories… surviving high school… please for the love of gods, read The Chronicles of Vladimir Todd. I seriously don’t understand how this series isnt more popular. Zac Brewer is wonderful, I love him and his work sm. Tho, I think since this series is old its still under his deadname (Heather Brewer) Basically it’s about Vlad, a half human half vampire kid, dealing with high school bs but also being hunted down for his hybrid status and.. gAH its so good. Plenty of blood. The end has casualties and still makes me cry. Pls read it im begging you

If you’re a furry and/or into badass well written female protags.. Read Cry of the Icemark. ;3 It’s got magic, warfare, and have I mentioned Thirren the mc is BADASS????? (and no, its not all furries. But there is a race of leopard people whom i love dearly) By Stuart Hill, its one of my alltime favorites. I need to reread it again

Another older one is Pendragon. It is fuckin LONG, at 10 books total, about a ‘normal’ kid named Bobby Pendragon who finds out there are other dimensions in danger and that if they fall into chaos, the entire universe will. So he and a few other ‘Travelers’ set out to fix them even as a demon Traveler tries to fuck up their progress. Starts with Bobby at 14 but sees him grow up. Again.. I know it sounds super typical but what I love is that Bobby grows bitter. He’s not a golden keep saving the day sort of protag. I wont spoil; just check it out. By DJ MacHale

I have a feeling yall dont want to hear about romance but im a hoe for it so. Legend is a trilogy by Marie Lu set in a dystopian world (which im also a hoe for) where America is divided into two warring nations. One protag is Day, a poor thief who steals to keep his family alive. The other is June, who’s the best up and start soldier the Republic has. She’s pretty rebellious tho, so she can’t be reigned in until she’s sent to track down a murderer.. Day. excepthedidntactuallydoit Star crossed lovers. Fucked up America. My kinda tea.

If you want more dystopia that doesnt suck (because bOY a lot of it does) I’ll put in a word for Divergent. You’ve probably heard of it. Oh That Hunger Games Bootleg except not. Also it’s a trilogy but who cares. The first one is my only love

Switching gears back to romance uwu Carry On by Rainbow Rowell is gAY AND MAGIC! There’s a reason why everyone raves about it; best written romance I’ve ever had the pleasure to read. And I’ve read a lot. Plus, it’s getting a sequel in a few years! She also wrote Fangirl, as well as Eleanor and Park, two adorable novels.

Switching gears completely, lemme talk about Leigh Bardugo. She wrote Six of Crows, which is this ABSOLUTELY AMAZING heist/crime/action duology. Very diverse cast. A few lgbtq+ kiddos. She also wrote the Grishaverse series but I have not yet gotten around to reading it. From what Ive heard tho its just as good - a lot more about magic and monsters tho (set in the same universe!)

Wow okay im gonna stop because this is getting long but

TLDR;

basically any of Rick Riordan’s series

GONE by Michael Grant

anything by Maggie Stiefvater

The Chronicles of Vladimir Todd by Zac Brewer (who used to be known as Heather Brewer)

Cry of the Icemark by Stuart Hill

Pendragon series by DJ MacHale

The Legend trilogy by Marie Lu

Divergent by Veronica Roth

anything by Rainbow Rowell

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

thank you for reading my book nerd ramblings holy shit

[thegreatwhiteferret]

When I Think About You I Touch Myself

Summary: Richie catches Eddie masturbating in the Boys locker room showers, he thinks it's extremely hot, and the Eddie moans out his name.

A/N: For the Anon who requested Richie catching Eddie masturbating in the locker room shower. I hope you like it!!! 💖

NSFW Under the Cut...

Eddie has track practice everyday after school. He absolutely loves running, it makes him feel free. There was a time when everyone saw Little Eddie Kaspbrak as being weak, and Eddie enjoys proving all of those motherfuckers wrong when he dominates in his meets. He’s a hometown hero, winning a state title as a freshman, and every year after. Yes, Eddie loves running.

Despite this love, there is one part of track season that Eddie absolutely despises...the humiliation of public showering. There are many reasons why Eddie loathes showering in the locker room, but most of them revolve around being bullied by the other boys. Eddie is still smaller than most of the boys in his grade, hell in the whole damn school. He had grown a little here and there, but had never managed a full on growth spurt like his friends. As it stood he was only an inch or two taller than Bev. He was also gay. He had been outed last year. He had been hanging out with a guy from his sociology class for a while, and Eddie misread the signs. When Eddie finally made a move, the guy was disgusted and called him a perverted fag. If that wasn’t bad enough, he went around and told the whole damn school. Now he had homophobic slurs thrown at him all day long. His coach had banned them at practice, but deemed everything else ‘locker room talk’. This allowed the other boys could harass him in the shower, where he couldn’t fight back.

Eddie lived in constant fear that he would be jumped in the shower. It had happened once already, and Eddie couldn’t handle the anxiety of leaving himself vulnerable for another attack. No. He wouldn’t do it.

This meant that Eddie would purposefully wait out the other guys. He would run a few extra laps, talk to his coach about training techniques, or stretch himself out. Anything to waste time until the locker room cleared out.

Today was no different than Eddie’s usual schedule. By the time he’s done with his cool down, the locker room is empty, and Eddie strips down, grabs a towel, and heads to the showers. He lets the warm water cascade over his body, giving into the soothing feelings and letting the feeling of relief seep throughout his body. Eddie’s mind feels clear.

He rubs the soap in on his chest, and can feel a pleasant tingle coming from his lower half. He lets his hand wander downward, barely gracing his thigh, teasing himself. He finally relents and grabs the base of his cock loosely, moaning as he feels just how hard he could be by letting his mind be free. He strokes up and down a few times lazily, and an image pops into his mind that has him finding more motivation in his actions.

He imagines running his hands through those dark curls, pulling lightly and making the other boy moan, then seizing the opportunity to tangle their tongues together in a heated kiss. Imagines those full lips working on his neck, sucking marks that would last long after their encounter, finally finding a way to keep that mouth of his from ruining things. They’d make out until they were both panting and then Eddie would get down on his knees like the good little slut that he is and let his face be fucked.

Eddie is stroking harder, flicking his wrist, and teasing his slit with his thumb every couple of strokes. He’s painfully hard, and little groans and whines are escaping his lips. Eddie is in no rush, he let’s his pleasure build.

Richie is walking down the hallway after his Robotics Club meeting ran late when he hears a weird sound come out of the boys locker room. He cocks his head to the side and stops in his tracks, then he hears the sound again. He quietly opens the door and slips in, trying to find the source of the sound. He turns the corner, and that’s when he sees it. His best friend is jerking himself off in the shower. Eyelashes wet and pressed to his cheeks, mouth open in a small ‘o’ and the most heavenly of sounds tumbling out. Richie is already getting hard in his pants. He knows that he should leave, should let Eddie have his privacy, but his hand is slipping down into his own pants and palming at his growing erection.

Eddie’s fantasy progresses and now he’s having his ass licked open, firm tongue circling his hole before plunging in. Eddie slips one of his hand behind him to his ass and gently pushes one finger in, slowing his other hand down. He begins to thrust his finger in, and moans out. He pushes another finger in and starts scissoring them, working himself open. He strokes his cock in time with the thrusts of his fingers. His fingers find his prostate and he’s crying out again. His dream partner start mercilessly teasing the bud. He moans out, encouraging him to continue.

“Fuck, yes, Richie. Ah uhhh huh, fuck keep going!” He continues, not realizing that he has an audience. Richie freezes. Did Eddie just say his name? Richie almost comes in his pants right then and there, but now he feels guilty. He spied on Eddie in a private moment and invaded his personal time and thoughts by staying. He summons all of his mental strength to remove his hand from his pants and turns to leave, but in his haste he trips over a random towel on the floor and faceplants right onto the tile of the floor of the shower, only a few feet away from Eddie.

Eddie is pulled out of his fantasy when he hears a crash. His eyes fly open and settle on the mess of a boy in front of him. He shrieks, and pulls his fingers out of his ass too quickly and scrambles to cover his lower half with his towel. He shuts the water off too.

“WHAT THE FUCK, RICHIE?” Eddie screams, “What did you see? Why are you fucking in here?” Eddie is trying to seem tough, but he is falling apart inside. His best friend who he has been crushing on forever just witnessed him masturbating in the locker room shower and OH GOD...what if he knew that Eddie was thinking about him?

“H...Hi Eds.” Richie stumbles getting to his feet. He is blushing. Nervous about being caught. He tries to cover his hard on, but it’s pretty impossible at this point. “I’m sorry. I was walking down the hallway and I heard something and I came to check it out...I should have left immediately…”

“What do you mean that you should have left immediately??? How long were you watching???” Eddie is down right panicking, pacing back and forth slightly.

“Only a few minutes, Eddie. I’m sorry. I was going to leave, but you were so hot, and then you moaned my name...”

“I what?” Eddie chokes out, face beat red. So not only had Richie witnessed him jerking himself off while he fucked himself with his fingers, but he also heard him moan his name? Could his life get any worse? Richie ducks his head slightly, and Eddie knows that he really didn’t mean to invade his privacy. “I...I’m sorry Richie, I know you probably think that… I’m sure you’re disgusted with, with me doing that while thinking about you…” Eddie is crying now, tears flowing freely, he couldn’t control them even if he tried.

“Whoa. Hold on there Eds.” Richie comes forward and grips the sides of Eddie’s face, making him meet his eyes. “I am not disgusted. Flattered? Absolutely. Turned on more than I’ve ever been in my whole life? HELL YES. Eddie, you are perfect. I can’t believe that I’m lucky enough to star in your fantasies.” Richie is blushing now, but he has to ask… “Is there any way that we could turn fantasy into reality?” Eddie’s eyes are wide, but he nods enthusiastically, and Richie surges forward to press a heated kiss to his lips. Eddie throws his arms around the other boy’s shoulders and lets himself get lost in the kiss.

Richie pulls back and slips his shirt over his head, and Eddie’s hands are on every inch of his newly exposed skin, then drift down to his belt. He looks up at Richie who nods, and Eddie undoes his belt buckle and unfastens his jeans, helping Richie wiggle them down his hips. Richie kicks them and his sneakers off his feet. He’s reaching for Eddie again, lips clashing together and tongues fighting for dominance. Richie’s hand reaches down and pulls the towel from around Eddie’s waist then lifts him up so he can wrap his legs around Richie’s waist. Eddie moans at the feeling of the cold tiles pressing into his back. Richie keeps kissing him, thrusting his clothed cock against the crease of Eddie’s ass.

Richie wants more, wants to make Eddie feel fucking amazing. He sets him back on the ground, and Eddie frowns until he’s being turned around and Richie is on his knees. He wastes no time and plunges his tongue into Eddie’s stretched hole. He alternates between sharp thrusts and gentle circling. Eddie is falling apart at the feeling of his tongue. Richie pulls back and admires the way that the smaller boy’s hole seems to wink at him, looking for something to clench itself around. Richie pushes one finger in and searches for the spot that will make Eddie see stars. He finds it easily.

“Ugh. Holy fuck, Rich. I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop. I want you inside of me. Gah. I can take it.” Eddie rambles out, and Richie freezes, fingers still deep inside of Eddie’s ass. “Shit. I mean, if you want to. I don’t want to push you…”

“You’re not! I just. Those words out of your mouth...I almost just came at the thought.” Richie presses a kiss to Eddie’s lower back and then he’s standing, stripping his boxers off. “Think you’re prepped enough to take me, Baby boy?” Eddie turns to answer and his eyes drift down to Richie’s cock. It’s long and solid, it’s not the thickest dick that Eddie’s ever seen,not like the ones in the porno magazines that he keeps under his pillow, but it’s still a lot to take in. Eddie’s pupils are blown wide with arousal, he needs that beautiful cock inside of him.

“Mhmm. I’m ready. I want you to fuck me.” Eddie turns back around and rests his hands on the tiled wall, sticking his ass out and presenting for the other boy. “Oh, and Richie, later, I want that glorious dick of yours shoved down my throat. I want your cum on my face, on my chest. I want everything.” Richie is moaning too and spreads Eddie’s cheeks with his hands.

He wishes desperately that he had lube. He wants this to be good for Eddie and soap and saliva are not really good alternatives to good old lube, but Richie works with what he has, coating his dick with Eddie’s shower gel and moves forward, pressing the tip of his head against Eddie’s hole, and begins to push in. Eddie cries out at the burn and stretch, but he loves it. Loves the feeling of Richie breaching his tight ass. Richie stops when his hips meet Eddie’s ass, giving the smaller boy time to adjust. It doesn’t take very long before Eddie is telling him to move.

He thrusts in and out, slowly at first, but Eddie is having none of it. He thrust backwards as Richie thrusts forward, pulling him even deeper inside.

“Yes, ugh, fuck me harder, Chee. I’m not going to break. Fuck me like you mean it!” Richie starts pounding away after that and angles Eddie’s hips just right so he’s hitting his prostate on every thrust. Eddie cries out in pleasure, and Richie wraps his hand around Eddie’s cock, pumping mercilessly with his hand to match his rough pounding thrusts. Eddie cums with a shout, and Richie has to hold him up so he doesn’t fall to the tile. Richie keeps fucking his abused hole, the contracting of Eddie’s walls around his cock brings him to the edge and he cums with a long groan. Eddie’s greedy ass milks every last drop out of him. He pulls out carefully and wraps his arms around Eddie.

“Eddie...that was...you’re amazing.” Richie breathes out and Eddie giggles. “But fuck, I’m never going to be able to even look at these showers without getting hard. How am I supposed to shower with the other guys?”

“Don’t.” Eddie shrugs, “Just come shower with me, I’m sure that I can make it worth your time.”

“Jesus Christ, Kaspbrak. That mouth is going to get you into some trouble.” Richie clucks his tongue and a wicked smirk comes across Eddie’s face.

“Looking forward to it, Trashmouth.”

[gaygobbledygook]

Doodles | Tweek x Craig (fluff oneshot)

Summary: Tweek is by himself at recess at decides to draw

Word count: 1270

Genre: Fluff

(this should not have taken this long, and i’m sorry)

Tweek Tweak was sitting alone at a table by the black top holding his coffee thermos with shaking hands. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt like he just needed to be alone for a bit. He wasn’t upset just...would rather be by himself. Though, he was getting rather bored.

He looked over at Craig, Token, Clyde and Jimmy playing a game of basketball. He thought of asking if he could join, but the negative possibilities put way too much pressure on him. He sighed and glanced at his bag, which contained paper and markers.

He reached for his bag and dumped out the contents. He took a blue marker and started drawing stars.

Sometimes, Tweek would doodle when he was feeling anxious or apprehensive, which was often. He didn’t do full on art like the asian girls, but just simple sketches of simple things. He’d often doodle simple stuff, like flowers, or coffee, or anything he felt relaxing.

Normally, Tweek was always on edge, but doodling helped him calm him. As soon as his pen touched his paper, his hand would twitch less and he’d feel like he was in a whole nother world.

This time he found himself drawing outer space, with stars, swirls, planets. Thinking of space made him think of Craig, who wanted to be an astronaut.

Craig.

What was Craig to Tweek? That was a question that often plagued the frazzled blonde’s mind.

Was he a friend? Best friend? Fake boyfriend?

….Boyfriend, period?

Though it was ridiculous, and admittedly pretty gay, Tweek wouldn’t mind being in a relationship with Craig. He had this odd sense of comfort and confidence whenever Craig was around. And whenever he talked to him.

Though on the surface, Craig seemed uninterested and monotone, Tweek knew better than that. He had seen a side of Craig that not many had seen. His smile would always cause Tweek to want to smile, too.

Did that make him gay? Probably. But Craig had changed something in Tweek. Whenever Craig seemed down, Tweek did his best to try and fix whatever it was that was making him dejected. It was the least he could do for a person that made him feel the way he did.

Happy, comfortable, cared about...

It didn’t matter if it was gay. Tweek cared about Craig. And was perhaps even smitten for the noirette.

While he was spacing off, nopunintended Tweek started drawing Craig on the page. He put stars in his eyes to symbolize the brightness in them anytime he talked about something he cared about, like his pet Stripe, or outerspace. His eyes would light up whenever he talked about those kinds of subjects.

He smiled at the drawing. Tweek liked Craig the best when he was happy. Because at the same time, it would make him feel happy too.

“Whatcha drawing?” said a nasally voice, who had placed their head on Tweek shoulder, startling the boy.

Tweek snatched the paper, holding it to his chest, and whipped around to see Craig Tucker had come over to greet him.

“J-Jesus Christ, man!” Tweek nearly shrieked, “D-don’t sneak up on me like that!”

Craig held up his hands in surrender,

“Sorry, Sorry.” Despite the jumpy blonde’s outburst, Craig still maintained his usual deadpan expression. “I came over to ask if you wanted to come join us, but you were in the zone, so I decided not to bother you.”

He relaxed a bit to find it was only Craig, but that relief was instantly washed away when he remembered what was in his hand.

“So what’d you draw?”

“N-Nothing!” Tweek shouted hiding the sketch behind his back.

Craig arched an eyebrow. Normally, Tweek wouldn’t be so...defensive about showing his drawings. He wasn’t that terrible of an artist, at least by Craig’s standards.

So why he had refused to show him this drawing puzzled him. And at the same time, burn with curiosity.

“Come on, I won’t make fun of it.” Craig persisted.

“N-No!”

Craig knitted his eyebrows together. This wasn’t working, so he decided to use a different approach.

He looked behind Tweek, smiled, and waved.

“Oh, hi underpants gnomes!”

Tweek whipped around in fear.

“GAh! wHERE?”

Craig snatched the paper out of Tweek’s hand to take a look for himself.

“WAIT! PLEASE DON’T-” But Craig had already seen it. He was slightly surprised, not expecting the drawing to be of him. Although, he wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting.

He looked back to see Tweek, his face burned from embarrassment and he started rambling apologies.

“I-I’M SO SORRY! I KNOW IT WAS WEIRD TO DRAW YOUR BUT-NGH- OH GOD, I-”

“Dude, calm down, I’m not mad.” Craig reassured him

“Y-you're not?” Tweek asked.

“No. in fact, I kind of like it.” Craig admitted, flustering Tweek even more.

“It’s just, why would you draw me?”

“W-well,” Tweek started to explain, his face still red, “I started drawing space, and then I remembered how much you liked space, then I remembered I draw things that calm me down and so I started drawing you cause you calm down for some reason, but I wasn’t actually gonna show you, because then you would think I was a total weirdo and then you’d never talk to me again, and i’d lose the most important person to me and-”

“Tweek.” Craig interrupted his ranting, “I….I matter that much to you?”

“W-well, yeah.” Tweek calmed down, “You-You make me really happy. When I feel like I’ll fail at anything I try, you're always there to motivate me, and tell me I can do it. Really, you have no idea how good you are for me.” Craig’s face went red at his words.

God, why is he so fucking cute? He thought to himself Dammit gay thoughts

“Uh...hey, Tweek?”

“Yeah?”

“Uh...you mind if I….draw something?” Craig felt a bit selfish asking for this. This was Tweek’s way of calming down and focusing. But the blonde had no problem with it.

“Oh, go ahead!”

Craig sat down and grabbed a green marker. Granted, drawing wasn’t really his forte, but he gave it his best shot.

When he was done, he set down the marker and stared at a tree that had become really interesting all of the sudden.

Tweek looked at the drawing that happened to be of him. In the drawing he was smiling, his hands behind his back, and in the background were coffee cups and what appeared to be theatre masks.

Before he could ask, Craig had already started explaining.

“Look, I like you okay? When you're happy about something, it also makes me happy too for some reason. And I thought….well maybe when I feel like shit, and the real things not there, I can just look at this and feel better.”

He pushed back his hair, covering his eyes with his hand, “That just sounds really fucking gay, doesn’t it?”

“No!” Tweek shouted, then lowered his voice, “No, it’’s actually...really sweet.And...I-I know what you mean.”

The boys stared at the ground for a moment, before their making eye contact. They smiled sheepishly at each other, before they hear Clyde shout behind them, startling both of them.

“HEY! IS TWEEK GONNA PLAY OR WHAT?”

Craig glared back at Clyde, but immediately relaxed. “Right.” He glanced back at Tweek offering him his hand,

“wanna come join us?”

Tweek took a double take at Craig's hand before grabbing it.

“S-sure.”

So, hand in hand, they headed to the black top.

“You guys gonna hold hands the whole game?”

“Fuck off, Clyde.”

So the new episode of south park is apparently going to be a Tweek and Craig centered episode, and all I have to say is: Matt and Trey, please go easy on my poor, fragile Creek heart.

[parrotfishteeth]

hearing people say “homosexual” sends a very uneasy feeling down my spine...

It just sounds overly.. Clinical? And I feel like it has bad connotations with regards to people thinking being gay is some... Oddity... I don’t know how to describe this

But basically if someone is like “I know some homosexuals” I’m like........ *backs away slowly* Or god forbid “the homosexuals” *disturbed silence*

I remember a guy I was talking to once said something about him being “accepting of the homosexuals” and I was just like.... Sure dude...........

Maybe I’m being unfair but when straight folks use that word it just... It makes me very uneasy and I’m not quite sure how to articulate why