#gaybosses

[secondbeatsongs]

you should get the checkmark 100% if you have money to spare for it

it would not harm me financially, and I am very seriously considering doing this

[faggot-friday]

what do you mean there's a week and a half til pride month... that means this url is almost a year old

[sennqu]

i love that the TLK movie kinda implies that england becomes the christian majority country it will be in small (but significant) part because aethelstan — considered by modern historians as its first king — was a gay man who believed that his piousness would absolve him of his sin. even believing in the movie that spreading christianity would balance out his sin of sodomy... inspired by a pagan man (masquerading as a christian — as a holy man at that—) he was so besotted with he was willing to choose said man over his country. the concept of it all... incredible creative vision.

apart from the tragedy both political and personal in the actual movie, there is something so strikingly meta-tragic about the story's implication of generations upon generations of future queer suffering happening because a powerful gay man believed he was powerless under the chrisitian god. obviously i don't know if this was intentional because the movie ends after uhtred pledges northumbria to the king so we don't know for sure what TLK aethelstan would have done afterwards. but the historical and fictional implications are still there and boy are they juicy

[tirednerddude]

im with u

[bookwyrminspiration]

DIRA YOU CAN CHEESE POSTS NOW YOUR DREAM HAS BECOME A REALITY

I SEE THE CHEESE!! I processed most of the shock and absurdity yesterday because a few select reblogs gave it away, which means now I can simply enjoy the cheese calmly and laugh at the fact that I made a silly post and now it's part of tumblr.

I have not processed all of it, however, because I just wrote that out and had to stop and think "what the fuck" because a shitpost I made is now part of tumblr.

Just the april fools, but still! Get cheesed! How am I supposed to be a normal person about this!

[synonymroll648]

…to lovers mayhaps?

[context: previous ask said, enemies to begrudging acquaintances to mutual friends who are on alright terms to normal friends]

is this about me and vanilla extract or me and you? (eyes)

[clementinesweater]

i swear ive seen you on the news or tv or something

no you didn't

[secondbeatsongs]

wait how do you get crabs from the checkmarks

no clue! I don't know if it's possible yet.

my crabs were from april fool's day, and then from a crab gift that someone sent me <3

[madrabbitsociety]

I hate that I can't force things to happen.

I think it's another lie from hustle culture/girlboss culture that you're supposed to be able to do all the things even when you're ill, but you literally cannot force things to happen if they don't want to.

For instance, I'm dying to write. I have Man! I Feel Like a Human ideas, I want a holiday Quaint City story to come to fruition and three months ago I planned a Sherlock Holmes series that I want done. I'd also love to do some sewing and make some YouTube videos.

But I can't. I've been too tired lately. And this week, with the show and all, I ended up getting a nasty sinus infection and doing four or five shows plus tech while being ill. I splurged on a hotel room near the theater this week so I could try to get some stuff done... and I've slept the entire day. My body was just like, "You know what, fuck you" and down it went.

I'm sitting in front of my laptop like, "I have an hour before the next show, I can at least plot something" and I've just been blanking and listening to the lo-fi music that I have up on YouTube and sipping coffee. Shitty Coffee.

It's like, I know that I need rest but there's this pressure to DO ALL THE THINGS and if you're not successful it's because you didn't want it enough and I'm just infuriated at myself because I want to allow myself to rest, especially since I'm about to head over to the theater during a storm warning, but I also just want my stories to be available and liked and read. I hate it. I hate it I hate it I hate it.

[faggot-friday]

i looked at the blog and it was just... a normal blog?? a german one but not a blank one or a porn bot or anything. are the bots hacking blogs somehow

[gock-22]

Bidness

[nebulous-bitch]

!!!!!!! My work has gender neutral bathrooms!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg that's great!! it always makes me so happy to see those shdjfjgkkg

[bookwyrminspiration]

“She makes a very beautiful corpse, sir” W H A T

If I'm ever a corpse you all better be as nice and complementary as this, alright? I want to hear about how incredible I look while a corpse. However, what counts as incredible is up for debate.

The most twisted and cracked corpse? That's pretty incredible. A corpse so slimy and stinky you need to stand several feel away? I think that's pretty incredible. The most mediocre corpse you ever did see? Also an incredible achievement. It's open to interpretation but also a requirement

Shout out to Lucy for doing it first, though! Such a pretty dead corpse...totally normal :)

[sworeontheriverstyx]

bro i sent you asks anonymously a while ago about a greek myth based comic i was making and i've just realised wait the concept was really cool i'm getting back into this but i can't find the asks and i can't remember the name i went under............. hell world

oh yes i remember that! i found it, i'll tag it below :)

[synonymroll648]

Whoops accidentally hit 600 words ah well these things happen. I have decided to snippet you with sophitz (angst? fluff? both??) enjoy :)

Sophie tapped her fingers against her laptop keyboard, trying to figure out the best way to phrase her conclusion. Gerard Way screaming through her headphones was not much helping, but she didn’t have the heart to shut them up. Her mind kept wandering back to Keefe and Fitz and the whole soulmate shenanigan.

She kind of wanted to cut her finger off and forget romance was even a thing. But alas, that would probably hurt, and she sort of liked romance. Just not all the drama that it happened to come with.

Fitz opened her door and stepped into her room. Sophie heard a vague hint of Marella’s voice, and she paused her music (sorry Gerard) and took off her headphones.

“You can’t just come in here,” Sophie said.

“I’ve been knocking for a while,” Fitz said. “Can I come in?”

“You already have,” Marella said. “Let me guess. You want to speak to Sophie alone.”

“If you don’t mind.”

“No one wants me,” she sighed dramatically. Sophie laughed.

“I’m sure your girlfriend wants you, go hang with her,” she said. Marella perked up.

“If I’m not back within an hour assume I’m sitting at her table for dinner,” Marella said, blowing them both a kiss and leaving. Fitz watched her go before turning back to Sophie.

“Before you say anything, do you know how to write a good conclusion?” she asked him.

“Yeah, I’ll give you pointers later.” Fitz sat down on Marella’s bed and looked at the ceiling behind Sophie. “Have you ever been in love?”

Sophie coughed. “Wow. Unexpected. Um. Why?”

He shrugged.

“Do you… think you might be in love with someone?”

Another shrug.

Sophie stared at him. He looked… quite sad. Like he sort of wanted to be anywhere but here. Whether “here” was Sophie’s room or the uni or the world in general.

“…is it Keefe?”

Fitz’s eyes flickered towards her in terror, but moved away again almost as quickly.

“Hey,” Sophie said quietly, standing up and moving closer to comfort him. Fitz’s right arm immediately shot upwards to shield his face, and his entire position adjusted, poised for an incoming attack.

Sophie stepped away immediately, holding up her arms as if in surrender. “Sorry, sorry—“

“Don’t be,” he said. “It’s not your fault—“

“—I don’t want to overstep—“

“—you’re fine, I just—“

“—I can give you some time alone—“

“No, stay.”

Sophie looked at the desperation in Fitz’s eyes.

“Please.”

Sophie nodded. “Do you want me to stay here or sit there or—“

“Here’s fine.”

Sophie sat on Marella’s bed and watched Fitz calm himself down. A barely-heard “thank you” passed his lips.

“You don’t have to talk,” she said quietly. “We can just… sit here. The wall looks especially nice this time of day.”

Fitz smiled, the beauty of his face dampened slightly from the tears leaking out of his closed eyes. He leaned back against the wall and started trying to regulate his breathing.

Sophie wanted to tell him. She and Fitz and Keefe had made that unspoken agreement to talk about the soulmate stuff with each other the moment anything of importance came up, and a fat crush on Fitz was probably something of importance. But this moment… it was perfect. She didn’t want to screw that up.

So she just laced their hands together, closed her eyes, and let her mind go.

dude!!! this is so !!!!!! sophie listening to mcr?? fitz and sophie stumbling super hard in trying to respect each other's boundaries but continuing to try anyway?? the fact that this isn't just sokeefitz but a fucking sokeefitz SOULMATE AU????? YESYESYESYESYES. LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS <333 if you ever post this please tag me omg

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It’s a shame that Fitz is so pretty it’s tragic. Tragic for Keefe, because he’s the most stubborn person he knows, and yet the way that the muted skies of dawn and glow of the pool lights paint over Keefe’s resistance with adoration. Adoration for how he’d come out here at 5 in the morning to hang out with Keefe, adoration for how he’s clearly tired but trying not to show it, adoration for the curls that are a little more messed up than usual - like he’d just rolled out of bed. Adoration for-

[callas-pancake-tree]

Music rec ask game, have the song playing through my earbuds right now: Zero Zero by Gerard Way

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library