#gay sportsman

[kmscb]

Simon Dunn passed away. Australian bobsledder, in the Olympics. First out gay man to do so. Gay champion. But rough times the last few months may have led to him giving up. Very sad...

[qnewsau]

Get to know Chris White from Brisbane's Sportsman Hotel

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Get to know Chris White from Brisbane's Sportsman Hotel

We chat with a man many in Brisbane will know well: The Sportsman Hotel (Sporties) Manager Chris White.

He talks about the highlights of the job, his favourite events and what NOT to do when dealing with staff.

How long have you been working at Sportsman Hotel, and when did you start?

I started bartending here in 2012, so it’s been over a decade. Then I did six months of the pool comp before that and then began in management by working in the bottle shop for four or five years before moving into the bar and entertainment space. I became an Assistant Manager, then Co-Venue Manager, and eventually Venue Manager. 

What do you enjoy most about your job?

The entertainment aspect is the best part. Running drag shows and competitions is incredibly rewarding. We have a lot of variety in our drag entertainment, and it’s wonderful to see the community come together for these events. People love coming in to see free drag shows and disconnecting from the world for a bit.

What are the main challenges you face in your role?

Keeping everyone happy is a significant challenge. We have a diverse crowd, including community groups, drag teams, and patrons who have been coming here for 30 years. Balancing the needs of our long-time patrons with attracting a younger crowd is crucial. We need to ensure we’re a viable business while maintaining the vibrant entertainment we offer.

Are there any aspects of the job you dislike?

The hours can be pretty rough. I can be here until 3 or 3:30 in the morning. However, I’m fortunate to have a contracted job in hospitality, which isn’t always the case for many in the industry.

What was the first queer venue you visited?

The first queer venue I visited was here at Sportsman Hotel. I might have visited The Beat a couple of times, but I don’t really count that… Sportsman Hotel was where I truly felt I found my people.

Highlights from Sporties

What is your favorite event to run at Sportsman Hotel?

My favorite event is SmackDown, held on Thursday nights from April to July. It’s exciting to see the younger crowd pack the venue and participate enthusiastically. SmackDown has grown significantly and has become an important part of our entertainment lineup.

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Do you have any special memories from your time here?

The “Yes” party, celebrating the marriage equality vote, stands out. We opened at 10 a.m. and celebrated all day. Seeing the community come together and celebrate such a significant moment was incredibly special. Another memorable event is the Hall of Fame, which honours our long-time patrons and the history of the venue.

What’s the nicest thing a customer has done for you?

Receiving Christmas cards from patrons is always nice. We get around 20 to 30 cards each year, and it’s touching to see people appreciate the safe space we provide. The best moments are when patrons thank us for stepping in and ensuring everyone’s safety in the rare event we experience issues or homophobia or transphobia.

What should patrons avoid doing when dealing with bar staff?

Whistling and clicking at staff is a big no-no! We’re lucky to have very few violent incidents here; most issues are minor disputes. Being polite and respectful to the bartenders goes a long way.

How important do you think LGBTQIA+ venues are to the community?

These venues are crucial. Even though we can party anywhere now, having dedicated queer spaces is vital. They provide a safe haven and a sense of community. I couldn’t imagine Brisbane without venues like the Sportsman Hotel.

What’s something people don’t realize about your job?

Most people see the entertainment side, but there’s a lot of behind-the-scenes work, including licensing and compliance. Ensuring we meet all regulations to keep our license is a significant part of the job. 

Additionally, managing the mental health of staff, who often give up their social lives to work here, is also important.

Follow The Sportsman Hotel @sportiesqld on Instagram and @sportiesBNE on Facebook.

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[ardsguy]

Romain Gavillon

[the-changeling-manor]

Genesis

2024. Yes, it’s 2024. It’s only 2024. The future of humanity will be greatly influenced by this decade, both politically and culturally. But a subject that splits the opinions of all, transcending politics and culture, is defined in two words: artificial intelligence.

Artificial intelligence is currently in its infancy.

The ia coupled with chronivac technology could offer infinite possibilities to the users of the software, which is so known to transformation lovers, but yet so impossible to reach. Imagine the chronivac capable of thinking on its own to interpret a prompt, imagine the chronivac capable of analyzing the world around it simply by wandering on the networks, and imagine the chronivac capable of satisfying your desires just with a photo.

It’s just a Dream. Imagination. Unreal.

Isn’t that right? Well.... Don’t be so sure.

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Think about this guy. He’s like you and me. I even think he's one of you who reads these words. Brown hair, thirty years old, young gay, it’s a kind of "mister everyone" in this community of male transformations, which besides will not even be named or represented by a photo, since I know that this guy is you. 

Indeed, every night, he connects on tumblr and reads these stories where people change to become the ones they dream of being, whether they are serious or only in the context of fantasy.

He reads stories, more or less exciting, sometimes redundant because full of clichés, the story you read is also a mountain of clichés, I guess. This ordinary guy is enjoying this moment. He is happy, even though he knows he will never be able to live it.

He is deeply sad.

He receives a notification. Someone who sends him a message on tumblr precisely. He thought it was still one of those bots that redirected to adult sites. Yeah you know, those same fake accounts that pollute youtube with their nude women photos. A real hell.

But this one was different. It had a profile picture of a Greek statue and a curiously long name. His message was accompanied only by a link, a link that immediately caught the attention of our young man since he could read the term “chronivac”.

There was little hope that it was not a dream, or his imagination, or unreal. But reality dominated his thinking. He opened the link 

“Chronivac, Latest Edition” was displayed in the middle of his screen. There was a drop-down menu with different pages on the website. One of them was called “Targets”. Clicking on it, he came across a world map, similar to Google Map but more sober. The site zoomed in on her house before displaying her name at its exact location. Not just her name. The names of her family members were there. Also those of the neighbors. And even of the inhabitants of the neighborhood!

Hope overcame reason. He wanted to believe it. He believed in one of those stories he could read on Tumblr. He pressed his name, and then— This is what he has always dreamed of. An extremely complete interface displaying all its physical or mental characteristics… There were even different options such as the ability to change reality or even use prompts instead of checking elements for transformations.

It was fantastic. He discovered the different menus and saw the image reader option as what the gpt chat could do. Suddenly, he had an idea. He recorded an image of a sexy guy that he followed on twitter and instagram. He added a prompt «Give me the identical physique of the man in the photo, and ONLY his physique». For the rest, he wanted something different. He did not want to become this man, he only wanted his body to serve as the basis for his new life.

For his mind, he deliberately clicked on the «Stupid jock» option, not wanting to  click on ten thousand different options to forge a new personality. Finally, to better change the reality, he launched a second prompt: "I will become a heterosexual Hispanic sportsman, completely dominated by primitive and conservative thoughts. The chronivac will disappear from my life and I will never have access to it again, no matter what.”

This last part could have been replaced by the possibility of making the transformation permanent, but he did not want it. He liked these cliche stories where the protagonist was forced to stay in this new life, a real victim.

His excitement made him want to get through this. He voluntarily locked himself in there. He fell victim to his fantasies. And he loved it. Not clicking on the permanent option would torture him for the rest of his life, leaving him the hope of one day being able to return, even if the prompt made it impossible.

He wanted to explode with joy. He clicked on one last “Adapt Reality” option before pressing "save".

A flash of light blinded him for a few moments. When his body stabilized, he found himself in a basement with sports equipment. "Felipe" he whispered with a Spanish accent. The little voice in his head had just been replaced, he no longer spoke his original language. An uncontrollable desire led him to live his new life as Felipe.

He now had the body of a god. He was incredibly well carved... neither too big nor fat. He measured 1.80m for 85kg. His beautiful pecs bounced, making him laugh. A long stupid laugh that let his intellect disappear, replaced by knowledge about bodybuilding, women and alcohol.

He had little hairs, apparently this gymbro body liked to shave... except under the armpits. He raised his arm to feel this tuft of black and musky hairs... sweat. Yes, it was normal, Felipe was doing his exercises. His whole body was covered in sweat.

Because of the sweat, his underwear was even tighter against his cock. His new penis was now circumcised, just a religious tradition. This cock had met many women in bed.

He also remembered that two friends had to join him for his bodybuilding session, and after that they were going to watch a football match. A good life well stereotyped for an athlete as stupid as Felipe.

He was now a gymbro like the others.

His mind was trapped inside Felipe, inside him, but he was so happy to have fulfilled his fantasy.

It was a dream, the imagination, the unreal come true.

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Please forgive me for the mistakes, I am not fluent in English!

It was a first story, based on the most common clichés in order to do something a little different.

The next stories will be shorter, it was only for the beginning.

I am open to all requests, do not hesitate to offer me images with the source if possible!

The images of the new Felipe come from this X account: @Mariosalvadr

[flowerbloom-arts]

AU where the Shifting Mound doesn't snatch the Damsel so soon and you have to deal with the repercussions of existing past "Happily Ever After" with a voluntarily undeveloped Sweet Love Interest™.

(also, yippee finally found a way to put my 2 interests together!!)

(absolutely incomprehensible ramble under the cut.)

Okay so I'm going to make this as understandable as possible for the uninitiated, whether it be for the Moomin comic strip or the franchise at large.

The plushie the Damsel is holding is that of the Snork Maiden (or just Snorkmaiden), the girlfriend/love interest for the main character, Moomintroll. Now, Snorkmaiden is an interesting and largely misunderstood character, especially when it comes to her comic version where she's a bit of a "promiscuous" character who oftentimes ditches Moomintroll for another man when she sees fit, this is where the misunderstanding lies.

Snorkmaiden haters will dismiss this (if they were to read the comics, because in all honesty they aren't that widely considered or even read in the fandom) as an addition to her general unlikeability as an "obstacle" to the fandom's main gay ship between Moomintroll and his best friend, Snorkmaiden sympathizers will leap to justify this with the good ol' It Was Heteronormativity All Along, which is a very... Honestly lazy reading/justification of her character which doesn't hold up under scrutiny. I, however, have an obviously superior reading of her character (/not serious)

Snorkmaiden simply has a very different definition of romance or at least wants to gain something different out of the concept of romance as opposed to the general public perception built up around it, one which even Moomintroll can't even begin to grasp.

What she gets out of romance, and where it begins and ends for her, is the adventurous fall and honeymoon of it, and each new man she gets into a relationship with is thematically appropriate to the adventure/problem of the week that she and her boyfriend's family are currently facing. When she goes to the French Riviera she starts dating a rich actor because it is a tourist shoreline city where all the celebrities go, when she finds herself in the wintery unknown (she and the Moomins usually hibernate through it, they're creatures like that) she catches a crush on a professional winter sportsman, when she decides to live a hedonist life because some self-proclaimed prophet came in and told everyone to she decides to start it by running away with someone new, when she gets a job as a secretary she falls in love with a coworker who is really interested in accounting, so on and so forth. Even with Moomintroll, they fell in love upon her introduction and Moomintroll signifies a new life in the valley in which they currently live in.

And in the end all of these new romances fall apart either due to unfortunate circumstances, Moomintroll's jealous intervention or her simply becoming disinterested eventually, and in the end of all of them she returns to Moomintroll, as per formulaic comic strip storytelling. (I must mention that Moomintroll also falls in love with other women based on their looks, and he also fell in love with Snorkmaiden because he thought she was pretty, so, he's not that much better really)

This is a repeating cycle, one that Snorkmaiden is simply incapable of breaking out of due to the conventions of her narrative. No matter what she tries, where she goes, who she gets with, she'll always end up back in Moomintroll's arms whether he "earns it back through chivalry" or she runs back to him much to her previous chagrin. It's a self-fulfilling cycle too, in one comic it's shown that she's so used to Moomintroll's behavior that it sours her current relationship with an already bad partner even further. If she was capable of Truly Leaving then she stopped being capable at that point. Snorkmaiden is stuck with a long-term boyfriend when she normally strives in a short-term relationship.

She's also deeply entrenched in romance tropes and loves to roleplay them with Moomintroll, and especially loves them when she thinks they're real, these tropes she fancies usually tend toward kidnapping (and not alot of rescuing) or romantic sacrifice such as dueling or... Romeo and Juliet. These things are extensions of her ideas on what romance is, more about the short-term thrill than the long-term contentment.

Of course, with most Moomin media having a child demographic as opposed to the adult newspaper readers of the comics, Snorkmaiden's character in adaptations of these stories get presented without the depth or the means for that depth, as she gets presented as either a somewhat boring playdate to Moomintroll with grand, childish ideas of romance or a naggy girlfriend whom the writers try to make feminist but ultimately fails to deliver on anything subversive or substantial.

How this ties into the Princess is the cyclical nature of it all, the choices with no branching ends, the new experiences with seemingly no development, the change and then the sudden stop. And with the Damsel in particular it is the reduction of such an interesting and intriguing person full of potential to a cutout of a simple Love Interest. All that anguish is suddenly washed away into something more palatable, a parody of a fairytale princess, a goodness so pure that it is sickening, no motivation behind the eyes except for one simple goal.

Now. Don't get me wrong, the Damsel is my favorite princess, between the Adversaries and the Towers and the Witches and Wilds, the Damsel is the one which captivated my singular interest, becaus I'm not immune to her trappings of adorable beauty and saccharine sweetness with no other motivation than to make her hero happy, I believe that it's a combination of the player's desire for her to be a normal princess they can have a happy ending with but also her willfully stripping herself out of guilt of what she's done to the player.

She stripped herself of any real personhood just to make us happy, and that is the purest motivation anyone can have, really, a terribly misguided one but the sentiment is immeasurable. I pity her and I love her and I want her to be so genuinely happy because of what she's gone through but I know very well that she's incapable of that because the decisions the player chose made her that way, she is made incapable of genuine happiness without total dependence on the player's feelings and that really breaks my heart.

It breaks my heart when she's reduced to a crappy middle school anime drawing when she's put through the pressure of getting interrogated or being told strange things about what would make the player happy.

It breaks my heart when she's finally free but then immediately met with the coldness of the Shifting Mound and thought that coldness was happiness.

It breaks my heart when she accepts her second death with tears in her eyes and a smile because she thinks that's what made the player happy, and yet somehow she couldn't accept it as a real decision the player made on their own because in the first time she was warned that they were possessed, so the only conclusion she could come up with was that the cabin was causing this pain and so as the Grey she decides to burn the whole place to the ground and stare at you lovingly until her face melts away.

It breaks my heart that the Grey is in a wedding dress, on top of that.

She's so desperate to cling onto the first person to show her kindness that she seems to have become broken over it. She's so terribly tragic that I can't help but keep thinking about her and the million heartbreaks knowing that she's so lovely and selfless but she wasn't Real anymore.

I want her to have a massive fairytale wedding like at the end of Disney's old Cinderella movie and live forever with some physical manifestation of Voice of the Smitten. I want her to come back to personhood and cry and not be snapped like a twig over it. I want the Damsel to be happy in any way she seems fit to be but I know that can never happy, both by the nature of the game but also in the very programming of her character.

She is trapped, whether it's in the cabin, her own circular mentality or as part of the Shifting Mound, she's incapable of of being really free as her own person unless you count the ending of us leaving with the no-blade blade starter princess.

... And that's why I think she should hold a massive Snorkmaiden fair prize won by her darling new butch knight girlfriend.

[weewookinard]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

Anne!!! 🥰🥰

I wasn't expecting this to be so easy and I might have written ""too much"" in relation to the usual rules of the challenge... But wow, it was so inspiring, thanks for your choice 🌹💖

“I can’t believe you’ve never watched it! Even Eddie is a fan, right Eddie?” “I mean, I won’t say I am a fan, but Sara and Delilah’s fight last year was surely something entertaining.” Hen let out a sigh as Chimney cheers, hands moving from Eddie to Buck, from Buck to Eddie. “See? This shit is the best shit on cable tv! Maddie and I never miss an episode.” Strangely it does not surprise Buck an ounce, the fact that his sister and her husband are the kind of people hooked by a show sold as a great love story. Sadly, he stopped believing in love stories a while ago. “Well, good for you. But you can’t tell me you believe those people really fall in love on tv, right?” His eyes scan the truck’s cabin, analysing his coworkers faces. “Come on! Not you too Hen?” He adds when she doesn’t respond, disagreement on her face. Hen shrugs her shoulders. “I mean, love can be found everywhere.” The statement makes Eddie smile while Chim cheers even more, a victory look on his face. Buck looks at them with disbelief for a minute longer before he gives up with a loudly exasperated groan. He stays silent for the rest of the ride, barely listening to the rest of the team theorising about the identity of this year’s Bachelor. Might be a professional sportsman says Eddie because “It’s been a while since we’ve had a professional footballer!”, but Chim interject quickly “No, Josh said the victim is a suitor, which means it’s going to be a same sex season, and no sportsman came out during the season!”, that has Hen replying with “That you know of!” before adding “But yes, I think it’s going to be a business man. Have you seen this interview of some gay activist tech guy who sold his app for 34 million dollars?” provoking an impressed whistle from Eddie “It’s a lot of money” before the man adds that a lot of men would be happy to marry a guy this rich, “I would definitively do it” is what Chimney says, starstruck by the sum, and this is the last straw of Buck’s patience before he takes his phone and stop listening to them for good. He spends the rest of the road scrolling through news articles, and his stopped in his reading by the truck finally stopping. The team get off the truck quickly and is rapidly surrounded by tech guys and producers, all eager for them to work fast so they can continue shooting the first episode of this season.

Everybody feel free to ask more here!

[mysticbeaver]

I wrote another short silly KevRolf fic cause inspiration struck me again after so long... They are 20-something here. Warning: couple of swears... (courtesy of Kevin) and yummy food (courtesy of Rolf)

You know what they call "cheese" in Paris?

Sunlight bathed Rolf's room.

It must have been the third time he woke up and dozed off again - typical of Saturday mornings. This time he finally felt like opening his squinty eyes, running his hands through his thick hair before stretching his limbs.

He only managed to relish the satisfying sensation for a brief moment, when he suddenly felt his left calf tense up, hard, of its own accord. The pain startled him - a cramp. Moaning and groaning, he curled his leg up and started massaging the offended muscle, trying to make the contraction loosen up.

“Good awakening, Kevin…”

Rolf appeared at the doorway, leaning against it with a hand on his hip - the "master of the house" (as he liked to call himself) was already dressed for the day, wearing one of his cozy sweaters - his somewhat disheveled look, adorned by an unkempt stubble and an attractive smile was almost enough of a picture to distract Kevin from his ailment.

The farmer’s serene expression was perturbed by the sight of his boyfriend writhing on the bed.

“What is wrong?” He quickly approached the bedside.

“Ugh, nothing… cramp… I just stretched my leg and it went all taught, like… what the fuck. Second time it happens.”

Rolf instinctively went to touch his calf, which made him jolt.

“Shall Rolf give a helping rub?”

“Nah, I’m fine. And don’t touch me there like that, that’s gay.”

Rolf’s quizzed expression made him laugh briefly before wincing again, making Rolf himself snicker under his breath.

“Sportsman-Kevin is down on the field again…”

Kevin snorted. “Fuck off.”

“Oh! Is that how you show respect to Rolf?" He feigned outrage, crossing his arms with a scowl. "Well then, no surprise for you!”

“What surprise?

“Ha-ha! Now you ask Rolf, yes?”

“Hmph, what time is it, anyway,” he mumbled groggily, reaching for his phone on the nightstand.

“It is time for the fast-breaking… and you have woken just at the right time.”

He gave a soft pat on the other’s chest.

“Do not leave the bed, dumpling!” He scurried away and out of the room.

Dumpling… that’s a new one.

Kevin was left to wonder what he was up to this time, as he rubbed and squeezed his calf to soothe the last traces of discomfort. The vague aroma of coffee in the air made him hungry for breakfast, but just as he was about to disregard Rolf’s order and leave the bed, the farmer walked back into the room, carefully holding a bed tray.

“There you go, Kevin!”

“Huh? Is that… what I think…”

Rolf gently set the tray down right in front of him. He pulled back with a toothy smile, hands clasped together with glee.

The first two things that caught Kevin’s attention were a generous cup of foamy cappuccino with a sprinkling of cocoa on top, but most importantly, a plump-looking, mouth-watering croissant.

He guessed it was a leftover from those Rolf’s mother had apparently baked for him the day before - Rolf had told him about it and he'd completely forgotten. A couple of small tea cookies and a glass of orange juice completed the lovely picture in front of him.

He was flabbergasted - he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had bed breakfast, if ever. The contents were certainly a fancy upgrade from what he was used to - a mug of straight coffee-and-milk accompanied by the usual generic cookies dunked into it.

“Dude… you didn’t have to…”

“Oh, do not yap nonsense like Rolf’s papa when he lifts the elbow! This is for your favor of getting Rolf the part for the tractor, yes?”

“But… you already payed dinner yester-”

“Does Kevin want this or not?”

“Oh, hell yea-uh?"

His eager hands were blocked from the tray’s contents.

“Ah-ah-ah…” Rolf scolded him playfully.

“No little thank-you kiss for Rolf?” He leaned in with his head turned away, pointing at his cheek.

“Alright…” Kevin gave him a quick peck. As his boyfriend retreated satisfied, he picked up the croissant and was pleasantly surprised upon feeling the heat in his fingers.

“Aw, dude, you warmed it up too! That’s sooo choice…”

He did not hesitate to take a bite - the rustling and crumbling of the puff pastry was the most satisfying sensation in the world at that moment. He hummed in approval.

“Just like having breakfast out in a bakery or something.”

“Mama’s horns of cream are always delicious, even the next day!” Rolf declared proudly.

“Cream horns?” He licked his lips and wiped his mouth. “Nah, that’s another thing, this…” He waved the confectionery in his hand. “...is a croissant.”

Rolf smiled at him smugly. “Of course, smart-pants-Kevin…you think Rolf does not know how they say in France? Le croissant… eh… est très bon!”

Kevin stared at him dumbfounded. “Dude, you know french?”

He nodded. “The cousin of Rolf’s cousin dwells in La France.” He sat on the bed and his eyes drifted off in recollection.

“Rolf was taught a little of the tongue when uncle Harvik visited in the Old Country.”

“Right…”

Kevin put down his food and showed a suggestive smirk.

“Why don’tcha show me some of this french tongue… oui? Omelette du fromage…” He chuckled.

“Mmm…” Rolf leaned closer with half-lidded eyes.

“You pronounce français very well, Kevin… romantique.”

He brushed a hand softly under his boyfriend’s chin, his own face now only inches away.

“Can you repeat for Rolf… s’il vous plâit?”

His smooth caress was already making Kevin melt, a goofy grin plastered on his face.

“Oui…” he purred, closing his eyes. “Omelette… du fromaaage…”

His puckering lips were abruptly stopped by a finger.

“Ho-ho-ho, silly baguette-et-fromage Kevin… this is not the time for mouth-meetings!”

“Wuh…”

“Do not let the breakfast spoil like …” He tugged a confused Kevin’s nose teasingly before pulling away.

“Enjoy your croissant.” He stood up and left the room with a soft laugh.

Kevin was left alone with his tray. He let out a grunt of annoyance. Whatever… I’ll show him later…

Glancing at the nightstand, he grabbed his vintage dirtbike magazine and started browsing through it as he had a sip from his wonderful cappuccino… it was already making him forget about that awful tease. He took another bite of the pastry and hummed again, this time in sheer bliss as the cream filling met his taste buds. Kisses could wait.

[malk1ns]

Potential AU - Sid is Canadian ambassador to Russia / Geno is Russian ambassador to Canada. (Russian homophobic policies exist but the war does not in my imaginary sandpit that I'm building sandcastles in.)

ask game here

ohhhh an absolute classic. i am happily joining you in your sandpit, thank u for making room for me this is one of my very favorites!

okay...

geno got his job as ambassador through connections. he's smart as hell, obviously, but he slacked off and had fun all throughout his school years, and he spent more time thinking about hockey than he did about international affairs. when you're best frenemies with nationally beloved sportsman alex ovechkin, though, you can find yourself in high-placed roles as part of favors handed out to keep said sportsman happy with the regime he represents. and maybe your best frenemy is aware that you like men and wants to give you an escape while still letting you do your motherland proud, which is very important to you.

so maybe canada's royal family isn't super impressed with the caliber of ambassador they've been sent. nepo hires are sort of an insult, after all. but he's charming as hell and smart as a tack, so they warm up to him quickly. especially their oldest son and heir, the crown jewel in the royal family, prince sidney.

flirting with sidney gets him VERY flustered, which geno figures out almost right away because when he sees a handsome man with a juicy ass, it's essentially second nature for him to flirt. guys who are straight usually brush it off like it's a joke, and guys who maybe aren't see it for what it really is, which usually ends up very pleasantly for them both. sid, though? he gets PINK and STUTTERS and runs away. it's very funny. naturally geno flirts harder.

there are a lot of gay bars in canada and not a lot of people care about him here. geno takes full advantage. he's here to do a job, of course, but diplomacy with canada is not exactly the most taxing or time-consuming job on the planet, so he's got a lot of time to revel in his freedom and indulge.

one time his favorite bar is populated by a lot of very serious-looking men who, while dressed the part, do NOT fit in. they remind geno of security. but who would be at the gay bar who needs that level of personal protection........

oh. hi sid.

[moonshynecybin]

i was digging around for vale content and found here on tumblr a video of young vale (long hair lesbian vale) and it was this clip of someone asking him about girls and after that he talks about his type and says: "i like straight hair and really really really fair eyes... Basically the madonna" (madonna here as in holy mary) which immediately made me think about your rosquez feminization post and how theyre having peak catholic weirdos sex bc yeah its so true so true. Can't believe no one talks about their weird catholic sex when talking about Marc Marquez (the kind of catholic sportsman who meets the pope) and Valentino Rossi (first example that comes to mind when describing my type is the holy mary)

😵‍💫🚨NASTY ZONE🚨😵‍💫

CANONICAL AND SELF ADMITTED MADONNA COMPLEX IS SO FUNNY. imo they would be SO into the feminization AND the breeding kink of it all because of the subliminal witchcraft that earnest catholicism plays upon your psyche… like for marc (dealing with some internalized homophobia) it’s if i’m gay and a cockslut then i can AT LEAST attempt to have godly procreative sex with my one true love which crucially i find very hot in my catholic hindbrain. so he’s dressing up in lingerie and asking for vale to get him pregnant and ignoring the fact that condoms exist. vale is the same he is just MUCH less aware of that fact in his own brain shdhdhhd like he’s ON the same page but. crucially. i don’t think he’s EVER let his catholicism interfere with wanting to have a good time…. like it’s alllllll floating around in there (THE VIRGIN MARY IS HOT.) but he’s never gonna be like. i should not fuck men or marc bc of god. he’s like i AM god and i AM gonna fuck marc and i AM gonna get him pregnant but it’s NOT bc i’m in love with him. who said that. i mean he WILL make jokes about it but that’s as close as he gets to examining it lmaoooo

[arterartthings]

There’s been a lot of Max/Bradley ship art influx lately and so allow me to show off my own Ship art of that lovely brat

Bradley Uppercut III x Kaito „Clio” Matsuda to be more precise

Some headcanons about Kaito:

Clio is an exchange student from Japan. He studies Japanese culture anthropology and history

He comes from a very rich family with long history reaching Azuchi-Momoyama period. His relationship with his male relatives however is very strain

Clio is a half-blood- his mother was a french Romani woman, while his father is full japanese

This caused our poor boy to have a lot of complexes about his heritage from mother’s side back in elementary and high school. Mostly it was caused by his relatively darker skintone and curly hair (he actually straightens his hair to this very day).

He recently got over it and now prefers his more Roma nickname. He actually dislikes being called by his surname or real name.

He was very hated by middle school teachers for his unruliness. At some point, when they forced him to cut his hair, he purposely failed his tests and assignments as a form of protest for ridiculous standards. When Clio was allowed to grow his hair back, he rewrote all his tests near perfectly and got very good grades from then on.

He became somewhat of a hero and symbol among other students, who also started failing their tests and assignments en masse on purpose so the school would be forced to loosen restrictions on appearance (ot worked)

As you can guess, he was a delinquent with a heart of gold.

Also, although I didn’t draw it, he vapes. A lot.

Back to ship with Bradley

When Clio started attending the exchange program, his first encounter with Bradley was quite hostile. Bradley basically challenged him to prove his superiority by (inserting casual racism) showing off his karate skills. Bradley later regretted it with black eye from him.

They somewhat reconciled after Clio showed him off his ice skating skills on the rink and Bradley invited Clio to Gamma Mu Mu as their sportsman.

And Bradley had lots of issues understanding cultural differences of Clio, like him sleeping on floor mattress, spending an hour in a bathroom, eating soup for breakfast or taking off shoes upon entrance to frat house.

Clio COULD NOT stand living with other gammas (aside from Tank and Bradley). He always found a lot of their habits very annoying to bear (like leaving empty beer bottles, leaving laundry mess or not cleaning regularly).

Their romance began to grow once they started tutoring each other. Bradley was tutoring Clio in English and skateboard, while Clio tutored Bradley in Math and ice skating.

They tried to dismiss their feelings towards each other. Eventually, thinking his love is one way, Bradley confessed his love to Clio, expecting ridicule, only for him to clap back with that he also has feelings for Bradley.

They thought that nobody knows about them being gay and that they must keep it a secret. However, their love in reality was an open secret among gammas. There were so many situations where they caught the lovebirds sleeping on sofa together or that Bradley accidentally once left out a clearly love letter to Clio in the locker. But in the end, Gammas were absolutely fine with their leader being gay. In fact they made sure nobody bullied Bradley and Clio on prom night.

After graduation, Bradley has chosen to go with Clio back to Japan and find study opportunity

Now headcanons about their love

Clio os the dom, Bradley is the sub.

Clio is the one who cooks, while Bradley is the one who cleans after dinner.

Bradley doesn’t mind Clio calling him „Brad” anymore.

When sleeping, Clio always has to cuddle Bradley like a pillow all night and wriggle around their futon with him.

Clio also tutors Bradley in japanese.

Their favorite time of the year are Hanami and Christmas (they eat a lot of KFC on holidays)

Both fathers of the boys disapproved their love, but after some time (and mr. Uppercut and mr. Matsuda eventually met) they just let it fly.

Might feature doodles of them in the future

[beardedherculestrucker]

Paul is a mature sportsman, his profession is beeing a cook...the gay employees are nervous when he is around ..and he is mostly around!

[burningvelvet]

Lord Byron responds to criticism of his poem Don Juan:

“The air of this cursed Italy enervates—and disenfranchises the thoughts of a man after nearly four years of respiration—to say nothing of emission. As to ‘Don Juan’—confess—confess you dog and be candid that it is the sublime of that there sort of writing—it may be bawdy—but is it not good English? It may be profligate—but is it not life, is it not the thing? Could any man have written it—who has not lived in the world?—and fooled in a post-chaise? in a hackney coach? in a gondola? against a wall? in a court carriage? in a vis a vis? on a table?—and under it? I have written about a hundred stanzas of a third Canto—but it is a damned modest—the outcry has frightened me. I have such projects for the Don—but the Cant is so much stronger than the Cunt now a days, that the benefit of experience in a man who had well weighed the worth of both monosyllables must be lost to despairing posterity.” (Letter to Douglas Kinnaird, Venice, 26 October, 1819.)

Francis Cohen remarked: “Lord B. should have been grave & gay by turns; grave in one page & gay in the next; grave in one line, & gay in the next. And not grave & gay in the same page, or in the same stanza, or in the same line… we are never drenched & scorched at the same instant whilst standing in one spot.” (Letter to John Murray, 16 July, 1819).

Byron replied to the critique:

“I will answer [Cohen] who objects to the quick succession of fun and gravity—as if in that case the gravity did not (in intention at least) heighten the fun. His metaphor is that ‘we are never scorched and drenched at the same time!' Blessings on his experience! Ask him these questions about 'scorching and drenching’. Did he never play at Cricket or walk a mile in hot weather? Did he never spill a dish of tea over his testicles in handing the cup to his charmer to the great shame of his nankeen breeches? Did he never swim in the sea at Noonday with the Sun in his eyes and on his head--which all the foam of ocean could not cool? Did he never draw his foot out of a tub of too hot water damning his eyes & his valet's? Did he never inject for a Gonorrhea? Or make water through an ulcerated Urethra? Was he ever in a Turkish bath—that marble paradise of sherbet and sodomy? Was he ever in a cauldron of boiling oil like St. John? Or in the sulphureous waves of hell? (where he ought to be for his 'scorching and drenching at the same time') did he never tumble into a river or lake fishing—and sit in his wet clothes in the boat—or on the bank afterwards ‘scorched and drenched' like a true sportsman? ‘Oh for breath to utter' —but make him my compliments—he is a clever fellow for all that—a very clever fellow. You ask me for the plan of Donny Johnny—I have no plan—I had no plan—but I had, or have, materials.” (Letter to his publisher John Murray, Bologna, 12 August, 1819.)

Letter to Douglas Kinnaird, Genoa, 31 March, 1823:

“I care nothing for what may be the consequence critical or otherwise – all the bullies on earth shall not prevent me from writing what I like – & publishing what I write – “coute qui coute”*– if they had let me alone – I probably should not have continued beyond the five first – as it is – there shall be such a poem – as has not been since Ariosto – in length – in satire – in imagery – and in what I please.” *(“at any cost”)

[systastic]

Hey, do you mind if we could get 2-3 level 3 simpsons alter packs?— /genq

It’s alright if not, but we’re in a bit of something right now.

this request came out of left field and hit us with a steel chair. (/lh) you bet you can. -❤️

sorry it took so long — we know nothing about the simpsons and had to deep-dive into the wiki! -🌲

name :: lisa, mary or marie, hazel, wendy, molly, astrid, cleo, margot

age :: 14 to 16

pronouns :: she/her, they/them

roles :: academic (all classes), posier, medicine taker, negotiator, assidumate

species :: human-adjacent

gender identity :: demigirl

orientation :: hard lesbian. boys disgust her

source :: the simpsons

aesthetic :: light academia

appearance description :: hazel is only a few inches shorter than her brother, but he still relentlessly teases her about it. despite her young age, wendy is often dressed up to look her best: a pearl necklace, clean dress, and heels (to make her taller). her hair is well-maintained if not a little frizzy by virtue of genetics. molly keeps her clothes clean, doing her laundry every week without fail and ironing out her shirts and pants to keep them tidy. it does little to stave off the crumbs astrid picks up from sitting down around the house… if only her father didn’t eat so many donuts.

personality description :: being the moral center of her entire family is exhausting, but somehow lisa manages to do it. she is strict on herself and her family, but for good reason — in her eyes, they are incompetent bumbling idiots who desperately need her help. (worse yet? she isn’t entirely wrong!) lisa is highly intelligent, extremely thoughtful with her responses and actions, and is a huge believer in both balance and karma. her voracious appetite for learning has earned her academic and musical accolades alike. being surrounded by idiots (her words, not mine!) can make margot feel isolated from other people in her circle since they don’t always share her tastes. despite that still, hazel sticks to what she knows is right and does her damndest to make the world a better place. and yes, they’ve tried to get their family to help too, but… well, that isn’t an easy task.

likes :: reading long and highly complex novels, daydreaming about her future, playing the saxophone, preparing herself for the real world, looking like an adult (clothes, makeup, and jewelry), malibu stacy dolls, ponies and horses, the itchy and scratchy show

dislikes :: her brother’s antics, being overlooked, not being taken seriously or being treated as “stupid”, people who claim to be superior to her, self-proclaimed intellectuals (they often aren’t very smart)

front triggers :: marching band practice, engaging in a battle of wits, dealing with stupid people, having to appear professional

signoff :: 📚, 🎷, or 🐴

image source here

name :: bartholomew (bart), maxwell (max), quinn, rocky, cedric, nathan (nate)

age :: 15 to 17

pronouns :: he/him

roles :: hobbyist (skateboarding), sportsman, guzzler, coach

species :: human-adjacent

gender identity :: male.

orientation :: gay

source :: the simpsons

aesthetic :: punk, trashy raver, chaotic academia

appearance description :: nate is a rebel with a cause and he knows it! he opts for leather jackets and vests, pop art tees with either pictures or words slapped on front, occasional sunglasses, and jorts. yes, jorts. nobody has stopped him from it before, so why would they stop him now? cedric opts to take his shirt off when he can, like for sporting events, swimming, and costumes among other things. he pretty much always has pants with pockets to stuff his hands into (it gives him that extra cool factor). when not trying to dress up, quinn opts for the good old fashioned t-shirt and shorts combo. oh, and he always wears sneakers. always.

personality description :: to anyone else, nate seems like a normal teenager: a troublemaking little shit who causes mischief and chaos wherever he goes regardless who it’ll end up affecting. in truth, his actions come from a sore lack of attention, prompting him to act out as a way of gaining people’s attention. this has morphed into a practical joker attitude; max plays pranks on people he likes to show that he cares, and pulls mean-spirited ones on those he doesn’t like. while he can be impulsive and selfish at times, bart does give a shit about his family. he tries to help them and offer his support in the only way he knows: pranks and checking up on them, making sure they’re okay and that his wisecracks didn’t leave them worse for wear.

likes :: pulling pranks, reading comic books, playing video games, playing the drums, goofing off, using his slingshot or yo-yo, skateboarding, ned flanders, his sister (she is pretty darn useful and he appreciates someone smart being on his side), and watching tv, particularly the krusty the clown show

dislikes :: girls (cooties…), doctor’s appointments, goody-two-shoes, his sister, having to take any sort of responsibility, watching his dad eat (how does he do it? does he have a black hole in his stomach?), having to take care of / be responsible for his sisters, and his younger sister lisa (he thinks she’s way too smart for her age and a know-it-all, but does like her as a member of his family)

front triggers :: things pertaining to skateboarding, rock n roll songs, childish cartoons, superhero movies

signoff :: 🛹, 🏹, or 🩳

image source here

name :: marge, minerva*, esther, diana*, lisa anne, joanne, roslyn, theresa

age :: 36 to 38

pronouns :: she/her

roles :: chef, transportation helper, steward, assidumate

species :: human-adjacent

gender identity :: female. doesn’t really understand all this gender stuff that well.

orientation :: heterosexual

source :: the simpsons

aesthetic :: high cleancore, 50s suburbia

appearance description :: being an older woman requires a certain manner of dress to seem appropriate. marge is a master in this ancient art of motherhood; she has one outfit that she really likes, owning multiple of the same dress in case the one she’s wearing gets dirty. thanks to diana’s past careers, her closet is also chock-full of past uniforms: her mayoral suit, flight attendant uniform, and police officer uniform among others. she keeps her hair up out of her face so that it doesn’t get in the way during her day to day life. similar to her daughter, lisa anne wears a string of pearls around her neck. these are more for comfort than anything. what’s a woman to do without some sort of accessory?

personality description :: generally quite kind and sweet to people, esther almost never swears, though she has come very, very close. she is fiercely protective of her family and can be a bit of a mama bear when provoked. occasionally has fits of explosive anger when being pushed too far — but this always falls apart and prompts plenty of apologies to the people involved. anything that is out of her definition of a normal life is revered as something special, and she takes joy in the moments where she can indulge in new things and experiences. marge often seems to be quite tired and overworked - and she is, what with having to take care of her hapless husband, mischievous son, and intellectual daughter all at the same time.

likes :: cooking, cleaning, taking care of her children, her family, going to church, being able to use her French, being active and able-bodied, new experiences, her home life, baking for school affairs or birthdays, and being able to test out new dishes with her family.

dislikes :: the homeowners association, nosy neighbors, her husband coming home late from the factory, filth and grime in her kitchen, losing her baby, bart’s incessant need to be moving and active at all times, losing control over her house / being uprooted as matriarch, and her husband’s inherent laziness.

front triggers :: dirty dishes, childcare, weaponized incompetence both at home and in the workforce

signoff :: 🍳, ⛪️, or 🏠

image source here

* == name of a deity, use with caution!

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[found--family]

today on bisexual dean headcanons: young dean jerked off thinking about gunnar lawless - but not in a gay way ok. he was just thinking about the guy's enormous.. talent, and his powerful.. skill, in the arena. dean watched or thought about his matches as a way to unwind. and he thought about gunnar in bed with a woman about what moves he might use simply admiring his form. yknow. like guys do. he's a fan of the sport. the highly performative sport and its very buff scantily clad male sportsman.

[whitegayslut]

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